09/22/2025
Calvin and Hobbes stared into the darkness, furious. "I can't believe our babysitter put us to bed! It's not even dark out!" Calvin complained. Hobbes, ever the strategist, whispered, "She can put us to bed, but she can't make us sleep." He handed Calvin a horn and grabbed a tom-tom. "You play the horn, and I'll accompany on tom-tom!" Just as their chaotic orchestra was about to begin, the door creaked open. "I just wanted to remind you that sleeping in a bed is a privilege," the babysitter's voice warned. "The basement is sure to be a lot less comfy."