Otter: Flounder, I am appointing you pledge representative to the social committee.
Flounder: Gee Otter, thanks. What do I have to do?
Otter: It means you have to drive us to the Food King.
Am I turning into my grandfathers? Last year it was this: This was the old man’s dream: power windows, power locks, power motor, plus style and gravitas. Karma: I don’t think he lusted after the falling apart piece of shitness of this particular example. He had the money, but had to wait for the old lady […]Read more "Monday Musing"