Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for July 18, 2024

Move over, Richie Rich!

Hobbes seems to really like beeping horns.

I’m sure tigers can drive.

Y’know, it might be interesting if Calvin and Hobbes COULD move out of the parents’ house. Most likely, they’d end up in a broken-down dump, like Sluggo

I wonder how Hobbes looks in those pix—like a stuffed toy or as Calvin sees him.

And remember to take plenty of snacks……

Right.

Settle down, Calvin. It’s not an apatosaur, it’s just a pic of Judd Apatow in a Long Island deli. Sheesh!

Where did Calvin get the money to develop those photos?

End will be interesting

For someone who has the ability to construct and operate something that can bend the space-time continuum, I’m surprised he hasn’t come up with a Star Trek type of transporter to ferry him around where ever he’d like to go, thus eliminating a 10 year wait to drive his own automobile…..and a chauffer will no longer be needed. Of course a horn will have to be installed in the device for Hobbes to beep, though.

Hey Cal, you can hire your Dad to be your chauffeur and get Mom to cook and clean for you…wait a minute!

Calvin’s wondering about driving? He just drove his time machine back a few million years!

Whoever does the film processing has got to be scratching his head. ;-p

I am loving this!!!

I bet the Dinosaurs are stuffed animals, too. LOL….

I once tried to pat a saurus. It bit my hand off.

The dinos are probably just pictures of his stuffed toys. Just guessing, I have no idea how this turns out. And of course, Hobbes looks like a stuffed animal in the photos.

Wait! Hear the balloon pop?

The pictures should have busted their short lived adventure.

I love the mental image—a dignified chauffeur in full regalia, driving a limo while a small child reaches past him and honks the horn. (And a stuffed tiger waving out the window.)

The real money will come when he starts giving tours in his time machine.

Aw, this dinosaur blinked!

Uhh Calvin, you also can’t get an apartment for about 12 more years…..assuming you’re six….

Snacks galore for Hobbes!