Identities, lies, and the cakes who tell them

Time for an afternoon snack and a cool glass of comic blurb goodness, brought to you by the one and only Arkholt (seriously, have you ever heard of anyone else named Arkholt?).

Watch Your Head:

 

Wow.  I've never had an ID, student or otherwise, that identified me so thoroughly.  I'd be afraid of how the institution knew all of these things about me.  I guess sometimes you can just tell from the photo, as in this case.  Usually my photos just send the message of "I'm smiling because I have to, but I hate pictures because I always end up blinking, and please take it as quickly as possible." At least, that's what I see when I look at them.

Over the Hedge:

Verne truly has an amazing body.  Not only is he a turtle who can take his shell completely off, exposing his tiny censor barred turtle butt, but the top of his head apparently flips open as well, revealing...  nothing, I guess.  If you opened Hammy's head, though, you may be disturbed by what you find.

Brevity:

 
I'm a little confused here.  I understand that the tornado caused the entire cake to be finished, sans icing, of course.  However, did the rapid stirring cause the tornado, or was she stirring and a random tornado happened to come by while she was stirring?  If it was the latter, she's in luck because she has a cake despite her house being destroyed.  If the former, she's in terrible shape because even though she now has a cake, she's destroyed her own house in the process.  I don't believe that getting a cake at the expense of your house is a fair trade-off.

The Argyle Sweater:

 
The only problem is you have to keep shaking it in order for the spirits to show you your future.  She also must never have anyone look at the other side of the table, because if they did they'd definitely spot the snow globe box.  Maybe it's one of those places where it's really dark anyway, so they wouldn't see it even if they looked.  Who knows.  I just know I would have hidden it underneath the table instead of beside it.

And finally, today's classic Calvin and Hobbes strip from Uclick:

Little do both Calvin and Hobbes know that it's actually already the middle of August.  Not only is time marching on, but both his calendar and his watch are entirely incorrect. 

That is unless he's going by the lunar calendar.  He'd be about right then.