Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for January 29, 1989

Transcript:

Calvin: The valiant Spaceman Spiff is led by his captors to a secret dungeon to be debriefed! Little do they realize that our hero doesn't wear briefs! Mom: Eat your dinner, Calvin. Calvin: Ugh. Poised precariously over a percolating pit of putrid pasta, Spaceman Spiff is held prisoner! Monster: Still won't talk, eh, earthling? Calvin: Our her's mind races furiously! Monster: He's had his chance! Let's make him eat! Calvin: Look behind you! Monster: Fool! The human scum escaped! Monster: Not for long, Zokbar-2! And tomorrow morning we'll have cold manicotti for breakfast!