Thatababy by Paul Trap for October 24, 2010
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You should hear my dad ramble on about the clunky old days. Like about music. He says a zillion tunes didn't come packed into an ipod. About twelve songs came pressed on a black plastic disc called a 'record.' Records were spun on a machine. While going round and round, sound was scraped out of a long spiral groove using a needle!? You actually had to get up and flip the record to hear the songs on the other side! When dad was done listening to records, he would go out into the backyard and hunt pterodactyls with a pointy stick. I made that last part up.
Why would he hunt pterodactyls, anyway? There was a Calvin and Hobbes strip like this once.