Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for January 21, 1990
Calvin: Whose brilliant idea was it to take a hike out in the bitter cold?! How much longer do we have to do this? I feel like I'm in "Dr. Zhivago." Mom: All right, Calvin. You've made your point, I think. Calvin: I hate these forced marches! When are we going home? Mom: This is just a little walk, Calvin. The exercise is good for you. Calvin: But I'm freezing! It must be 80 below! My toes are numb! Dad: Numb toes build character. Calvin: Yeah? What about frostbite?! What about hypothermia?! What about death?! I suppose those build character too! I can't believe I'm out here! This is the worst day of my entire life! I hate this! Aren't we going home yet? It seems like we've been walking for hours! Mom: Calvin, will you please stop griping? Calvin: Griping? I'm not griping! I'm just observing what a miserable experiece this is! But ok! Sure! As long as I'm trudging hundreds of miles for no apparant reason, I might as well do it in silence, right?! Just because I'm out in the elements like a complete idiot, watching my digits turn to ice and fall off. I sure as heck wouldn't ever want to spoil the... Dad: We're home. Calvin: We're what? Oh look, we're home!