I say, old boy, isn’t that a rather narrow canvas?
Sounds like communism (as practiced, not theory) to me.
We old folks don’t have excess energy to burn off. Kids have nothing but!
Danged gremlin infestation!
His nickname? “Killer.”
He’ll get over it when he finds out he can’t bend down to eat. Not that cartoon cats actually eat, but, you get the idea. Right?
That’s a streeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetch.
The older bro is supposed to be smarter than the much younger bro…
Weed’s all over, now.