Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for June 02, 2018

Dad came home that night to find his house surrounded by SWAT, FBI, and ATF.

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Shout out to LE. I hope you’re still enjoying the funnnies.

Calvin a terrorist?

How about a swift kick in the rear?

Try the ACME Corporation, Calvin! I know a coyote who gets a lot of different explosives from there!

“Blowed up real good!”—Big Jim McBob

If this was today he’d have the Department of Homeland Security all over him!

May I suggest craigslist, Calvin?

Perhaps a rocket will do!

Where’s Wyle E. Coyote (super genius)? I’m sure he has stock in such things.

Whatever trouble has happened between Calvin and Susie to lead to this phone call has been left to our imagination.

Ooh, I got it! A thousand bottles of Pepsi, a thousand rolls of Mentos, and see where we go from there.

Their wedding is going to be lovely.

A nice card might do the trick.

Salesmen probably consider just that from time tot time. But probably not as a rule

I think Bombs R Us has what he is looking for.

I wonder which girl is his intended victim? Suzy or Rosalyn, or is he really mad at is mother?

Holy Frak! In this day and age the SWAT team would be busting down the door before Calvin even hung up the phone! My, my, my…how times have changed.

Calvin has very good telephone manners for a little brat.

She’ll likely end up in deep space as an astronaut when you’re working at a 7-11, Calvin.

Maybe ten more years, you’ll learn how that’s done.

Good thing this was before 9/11 or the house would surrounded by SWAT…lol

I’m not sure who he’s calling, but I can’t believe they don’t have Dynamite Shack by Milton Bradley; that was the ultimate plastic explosives game!

Of course, nowadays that game has probably been banned.

Shades of “The Honeymooners…..”One of dese days..POW to the moon"!

After puberty, Calvin will be working very hard to get into her space.

“She did blow us up with her big bazooka. This is us being blown up with a big bazooka. " ~ Dr. Who

I dunno…flowers usually did the trick for me…oh wait a minute…you mean a different kind of sending her into deep space…

How about a catapult? It’s painless… Dill’s brothers from Cul de Sac or Poncho from Pooch Cafe could help you make one!

How bout juvenile detention.

Poor Earth born fool….The more you try to lose her, The more she will haunt your pre-sleep moments…. in your “Old” age….

Ralph Kramden had it right: “To the moon , Alice!”

I suggest dialing 911.

I remember a youtube bit with a little girl in Ireland trying to get a demolition company to blow up her school, with the teachers still in it.

SpaceX ?

In my mind, the best thing about today’s comic is the way Calvin treats things as just an ordinary business call. Better luck next time, buddy.

Made me laugh.

Before “Zero Tolerance”

Smooches. Lots of smooches. All over.

Perhaps you better send your crack tiger over to do the “dirty work” – I understand he enjoys that dangerous life!