"Mom, I'm done with my bath!!!"

It's so hard to hide a water balloon.
A BEE LANDED ON YOUR BACK!
A BEE?! ACCKK! GET IT AWAY!!
DON'T MOVE, AND IT WON'T STING YOU!
JUST STAND STILL AND TRY NOT TO IMAGINE
THAT IT MIGHT VERY WELL CRAWL DOWN YOUR
SHIRT AND INTO YOUR PANTS!

He imagined it.

This is our home. We are The Buis....

We are The Buis The Buis are in the house. You see, Hobbes. I have a water balloon and you dont. I, therefore, have offensive superiority.� So you have to do what I say.� What do you think of that? I think I'll take this stick and poke your balloon. That's the trouble with weapons technology. It becomes obsolete so quickly.

We will be moving our belongings in shortly. In the meantime why not check out our other home on Abba Court? http://www.fortunecity.com/tinpan/abba/394/index.html Hello, Dad. It is now three in the morning. Do you know where I am?

I've got a water balloon hidden under this turban! Pretty ingenious, huh? I'll bet the towel comes in handy. Why? Wanna see something wierd? Watch. You put bread in this slot then you push down this lever... Then in a few minutes, toast pops up! Wow. Where does the bread go? Beats me. Isn't that wierd? I'M NOT EATING THIS GREEN STUFF. YECCHH! Good idea, Calvin. It's a plate of toxic waste that will turn you into a mutant if you eat it. There has got to be a better way to make him eat! Ahhhh... I can feel it working...

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