Calvin: Why do you suppose people were put on earth? Why are we here?
Hobbes: Tiger food. *grins*
Calvin: I hate fishing. Help me throw in this big rock and after all the fish are dead we'll pick em up.
They throw it in and get really wet. Hobbes roughly picks up Calvin.
Calvin: Hey. I know it was a bad idea but I got wet too.
Hobbes: No, you're idea was fine. You just didn't throw in a big enough object.
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