Yeah, that’s me, every morning. My body will wake up but my brain says, “Go ahead, I’m staying here for a hour”. My wife has never complained about a trail of slime.
Growing up is a strain on the body. Ya goes to bed with one set of dimensions and wake up in a completely different body. Bones lengthened, toes grown, nose begins to run (a lot) and those new components are hard to get coordinated so early in the day.. and just about the time a boy gets adjusted to being a pre-teenager, them dam HORMONES kick in… and further, with a houseful of sisters, what’s a boy to do but run and hide in the AM?
This is how I usually feel nowadays on mornings where I don’t have anything planned or to go to that morning (like school, work, or some other meeting/convention/event.) I’m ESPECIALLY like this on weekend mornings.
BE THIS GUY almost 7 years ago
Yesterday, girls were like slugs. Today it’s Calvin’s turn.
The Calvinosaurus That Calvin Wanted To Discover almost 7 years ago
Why doesn’t Mom care about the slime on the bed?
Lee Cox almost 7 years ago
It happens to me every morning when I have to get up for work!
LINK_O_NEAL almost 7 years ago
What dream lead to Calvin waking up as a slug?
Bilan almost 7 years ago
That was me every single day when I was that age.
orinoco womble almost 7 years ago
Funny how little boys have to be physically dragged from the bed on weekdays, but on weekends and holidays they’re up before dawn!
Harry Grapjas almost 7 years ago
Inspired by Kafka’s “Die Verwandlung” (The Metamorphosis)?
jpayne4040 almost 7 years ago
Cannot relate at all! I’ve always been a morning person.
rshive almost 7 years ago
Slugs are supposed to look sluggish.
david_42 almost 7 years ago
My wife, every day.
gantech almost 7 years ago
Wait a minute…the antennae were recognizable to him??
magicwalnut Premium Member almost 7 years ago
That would have been me this morning. Yawn.
kab buch almost 7 years ago
I remember sluggish as a kid, that change growing up.
bookworm0812 almost 7 years ago
Don’t let the kid near any salt.
ericbutts74 almost 7 years ago
Kafka is old school. I like Kockroach by William Lashner (written under the name of Tyler Knox).
JohnFarson19 almost 7 years ago
Yeah, that’s me, every morning. My body will wake up but my brain says, “Go ahead, I’m staying here for a hour”. My wife has never complained about a trail of slime.
vaughnrl2003 Premium Member almost 7 years ago
Yuck! What happened to that great slug? It was fine and the all the sudden some short hairy kid appeared.
Number Three almost 7 years ago
I don’t get up until the afternoon on weekends.
Shoot me.
xxx
Moon57Shine almost 7 years ago
Where’s the rest of mom’s body? Oh, I get it…“Talking Head.”
edonline almost 7 years ago
How Kafka-esque!
unca jim almost 7 years ago
Growing up is a strain on the body. Ya goes to bed with one set of dimensions and wake up in a completely different body. Bones lengthened, toes grown, nose begins to run (a lot) and those new components are hard to get coordinated so early in the day.. and just about the time a boy gets adjusted to being a pre-teenager, them dam HORMONES kick in… and further, with a houseful of sisters, what’s a boy to do but run and hide in the AM?
DanWolfie almost 7 years ago
This is how I usually feel nowadays on mornings where I don’t have anything planned or to go to that morning (like school, work, or some other meeting/convention/event.) I’m ESPECIALLY like this on weekend mornings.
Humerus1 3 months ago
SPEAKING of slugs (yesterday)