While wrestling on Mom & Dad's bed, Corban honed in for the attack...crouch, pounce, and smother with a gigantic pillow. He voraciously growls, "I want you to die." Silence..."Uh, Corban where did you hear that from?" "From my teacher." "Oh, well I don't think so." "My Gigi." "Don't think so either, try again." "From up in the sky?!...yeah, God."
(I think we have a Calvin on our hands!)
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Corban and Hobbes
Posted by Elizabeth Mullins at 1:27 PM
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