I'd hate to have a kid like me.

I like maxims that don't encourage behavior modification.

You never know when some crazed rodent with cold feet could be running loose in your pants.

Did you ever wonder if the person in the puddle is real, and you're just a reflection of him?

If you do the job badly enough, sometimes you don't get asked to do it again.

The syndicates take the strip and sell it to newspapers and split the income with the cartoonists. Syndicates are essentially agents. Now, can you imagine a novelist giving his literary agent the ownership of his characters and all reprint, television, and movie rights before the agent takes the manuscript to a publisher? Obviously, an author would have to be a raving lunatic to agree to such a deal, but virtually every cartoonist does exactly that when a syndicate demands ownership before agreeing to sell the strip to newspapers.

People who get nostalgic about childhood were obviously never children.