Calvin is hammering nails into coffee table. Mom: CALVIN WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THE COFFEE TABLE?!? Calvin: Is this some sort of trick question, or what?
From now on, I'll connect the dots my own way.
I still read newspaper comics, but without much hope for their future.
I won't eat any cereal that doesn't turn the milk purple.
Once it's too late, you appreciate what a miracle life is.
I've got plenty of common sense! I just choose to ignore it.