The one where Susie runs inside and slams the door holding Hobbes remined me of when I was little. I had a cigar box full of my crayons. A lot of them were just broken pieces, but I had some new ones that were still unbroken. I took them to a friend's house, and we were outside coloring. She got each unbroken crayon and ran in her house and slammed the door. Little brat!
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