I was wondering if anyone knows if this is a quote from a C&H strip?
'I [or you], have a most peculiar mind.'
My friend used to quote it and I can remember where it is from, I think it was from C&H, but I'm not 100%.
Thanks for your help.
Homer.
What's on your mind?
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I was wondering if anyone knows if this is a quote from a C&H strip?
'I [or you], have a most peculiar mind.'
My friend used to quote it and I can remember where it is from, I think it was from C&H, but I'm not 100%.
Thanks for your help.
Homer.
Title: The Hideous Monster Who Waits In Your Backyard To Dismember You
Chapter 1: The Quiet Suburb of Chagrin Falls
Chagrin Falls was a tranquil, moonlit haven, where houses stood like silent sentinels on neatly manicured lawns. The serenity of this suburban neighborhood was only occasionally broken by the soothing sounds of crickets and rustling leaves. In the heart of this picturesque town, a sinister secret remained hidden, a legend that had plagued the town for generations.
The townsfolk spoke of the bog monster, a creature of unimaginable horror that was said to prowl the backyards of Chagrin Falls. These tales had been handed down through the years, morphing into a sinister fable designed to keep children close to home after nightfall. The chilling stories whispered of a malevolent force, but nobody had ever seen it – until now.
Chapter 2: The Legend Takes Root
On a particularly moonlit night, a group of adventurous teenagers dared to challenge the age-old legend. They ventured deep into the woods, their determination fueled by the hopes of unraveling the truth behind the tale. Their tents were pitched, and the campfire crackled, but an unshakable sense of unease settled over them, mingling with the campfire's dancing shadows.
Around the campfire, the campers swapped ghost stories and laughter, attempting to dispel the growing tension. But as the hours passed and the fire dwindled to mere embers, an eerie chill descended upon the camp. The campers sensed a presence lurking beyond the circle of light, a lurking malevolence that left them breathless.
Chapter 3: The Approach of Darkness
In the stillness of the night, when the world seemed to hold its breath, the campers exchanged nervous glances as they strained their ears. The eerie sound of wet, heavy footsteps squelching through the mud grew louder, nearer. It could no longer be dismissed as a product of their imaginations.
Slowly the bog monster approached the innocent campers. Fangs glistening in the moonlight, it emerged from the inky blackness of the woods, a grotesque, hulking figure with matted, slimy fur. Its bloodshot eyes gleamed with sinister intelligence.
Chapter 4: Fear Unleashed
Panic erupted among the campers as they scrambled to their feet, their faces contorted in fear. The bog monster's ghastly appearance struck terror into their hearts, and they knew they were facing an ancient evil that had tormented their town for generations.
In the dim light, the campers fumbled for flashlights and weapons, their hands trembling. The creature moved with a terrifying agility, evading their desperate attempts to ward it off. It was as if the very darkness of the night was its ally, concealing its movements and intentions. The battle for survival had begun.
The campers formed a defensive circle, their hearts pounding with fear but united in their will to survive. The bog monster, with its bloodshot eyes fixed on them, continued to advance, its footsteps creating a rhythmic, ominous thud that reverberated through the dark woods.
Determined to protect their friends, the campers roared with courage as they swung their improvised weapons at the creature. The bog monster, not expecting such resistance, recoiled, its slimy hide recoiling from the blows. One camper managed to land a solid hit on the creature's head, causing it to emit a guttural, otherworldly shriek that chilled their bones.
But the monster was far from defeated. It lunged with terrifying speed and strength, toppling one of the campers. The others rallied, their adrenaline surging. They struck back, driving the monster back into the shadows. It was a deadly dance of bravery and desperation, light against darkness.
As the battle raged on, the campers fought valiantly, but the bog monster's relentless assault took a gruesome toll. Some were dismembered, their cries of pain and terror echoing through the woods. Limbs and lifeless bodies lay strewn about the battlefield, a grim testament to the horrific nature of their adversary.
Chapter 5: The Final Stand
As the night wore on and the moon sank low in the sky, the campers realized they had no choice but to make a final stand. Their determination to protect their lives and their hometown burned brighter than the campfire ever had. They knew they had to confront the bog monster head-on.
In the dim, flickering light, the campers gathered their wits and the few makeshift weapons they could find. Tree branches, camping gear, and even a shovel became their feeble defenses against the monstrous creature. The clash between human determination and the supernatural force of the bog monster was a brutal one.
The campers formed a defensive circle, their hearts pounding with fear but united in their will to survive. The bog monster, with its bloodshot eyes fixed on them, continued to advance, its footsteps creating a rhythmic, ominous thud that reverberated through the dark woods.
Determined to protect their friends, the campers roared with courage as they swung their improvised weapons at the creature. The bog monster, not expecting such resistance, recoiled, its slimy hide recoiling from the blows. One camper managed to land a solid hit on the creature's head, causing it to emit a guttural, otherworldly shriek that chilled their bones.
But the monster was far from defeated. It lunged with terrifying speed and strength, toppling one of the campers. The others rallied, their adrenaline surging. They struck back, driving the monster back into the shadows. It was a deadly dance of bravery and desperation, light against darkness.
As the battle raged on, the campers fought valiantly, but the bog monster's relentless assault took a gruesome toll. Some were dismembered, their cries of pain and terror echoing through the woods. Limbs and lifeless bodies lay strewn about the battlefield, a grim testament to the horrific nature of their adversary.
Chapter 6: The Desperate Flight
In the midst of the climactic confrontation, the campers uncovered a shocking truth about the bog monster. They discovered its origin, a dark and twisted secret that connected it to their town's history in ways they could never have imagined. The monster, it turned out, was not a random evil but a result of dark deeds and a curse that had plagued their community for generations.
The campers who remained fought on, driven by the memory of their fallen friends and the determination to end the curse that had given rise to the monstrous entity. They knew that their very lives and the safety of their town depended on their resolve.
But as the battle raged on, it became clear that the bog monster was not easily defeated. Its strength and resilience were beyond human comprehension. In the face of this overwhelming menace, the surviving campers knew that victory was unlikely.
With the realization that their lives hung in the balance, they made a difficult decision. It was time to retreat, to escape the clutches of the relentless monster. The campers abandoned their weapons and fled into the darkness of the woods, guided only by the pale moonlight.
The bog monster, enraged and frustrated by their escape, pursued them with an unearthly speed. Its roars echoed through the forest, a constant reminder that the terror was never far behind.
Chapter 7: The Conclusion
As the campers ran for their lives, the woods seemed to close in around them, each step echoing with the horrifying certainty that the bog monster was hot on their heels. Their hearts pounded with fear, but they pressed on, determined to outpace the malevolent creature.
In the end, some campers managed to elude the monster, finding their way out of the dark woods and back into the safety of Chagrin Falls. But the cost was heavy; not all of them made it. They had escaped, but the memories of that terrifying night would haunt them forever.
"The Hideous Monster Who Waits In Your Backyard To Dismember You" had reached its chilling conclusion, a tale of fear, courage, and the eternal battle between light and darkness. It served as a stark reminder that the true monsters may not always be the ones hiding under your bed or in your closet but the ones lurking just beyond the boundaries of your imagination, ready to emerge and shatter your sense of security.
The legend of the bog monster would forever haunt the residents of Chagrin Falls, a grim reminder that some terrors can never be fully vanquished. And the next time they heard a rustle in the backyard on a moonlit night, they would know that the hideous monster was still out there, lurking in the shadows, waiting for its next chance to strike.
Jesus Christ I came here from the Pizza Tower wiki to escape the crazy vandals, and even here I am not safe!
Calvin and Hobbes to be reissued in a new format; 7 two-volume sets containing about 500 strips, released every spring and fall until 2026. ...
Like "Complete Peanuts", will it also feature non-strip art at the end?
https://icv2.com/articles/news/view/54836/calvin-hobbes-be-reissued-new-format
You may not recognize because of my new pfp and how long I have been gone, but this is the first wiki I ever went to, it holds a special place in my heart.
So yeah I won't be nearly as active as I used to be, but I will come back every now and then.
Here's our little Calvin and his stuffed tiger.
I miss them both so much.
Farewell, Calvin and Hobbes!
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So I’m looking for peoples favorite Calvin and Hobbes comics.
Too bad it’s not written anymore.
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First, buy some chocolate cereal. then temper some chocolate using a double boiler, and when it is fully melted mix with your chocolate cereal placed in a bowl higher then the amount of cereal. spread out onto a pan with wax paper and let it dry. when dry, break all clumps of cereal if you have any. cover in a mixture of corn starch and powdered sugar and toss. finished product:
When I found out this wiki was a thing, I cried. This is the best day since November 17th.
I just realized something . . .
Hobbes never calls Calvin "Calvin".
He calls Calvin's parents "your mom" and "your dad" (and then yells MOM when they get lost) but simply doesn't call Calvin anything at all.
What if this is him knowing he's actually a part of Calvin? He feels odd referring to Calvin by name because he is basically Calvin's conscience in tiger form.
This could also be why he agrees to go along with the things Calvin wants to do (most of the time), because he knows that eventually Calvin will stop talking to his imaginary friend and then he won't have Hobbes to brighten his day anymore.
Would this not be really depressing and touching at the same time?
If any of you can find a time when he does say "Calvin", let me know (I'm doing this mostly based on memory because I'm too lazy to page through the books even though I have them all)