What’s so weird about that—said the guy who grew up rooting for teenage superheroes in the 30th Century hanging with Superman when he was their age, where police boxes were bigger on the inside, and a person can be dissolved by energy beams & put back together elsewhere.
She finally figured out he was a dog. Mind you, it was after a struggle between her & Marcy with Snoopy caught in between which caused the doghouse to collapse.
We’re good. I work for a company under federal contract, so I am a voice of the federal government when answering the phone. I hope to give the best answers we have to our beneficiaries. Our cabinet department is Health & Human Services.
Such a cynic. For the record, I’ve lost count of the federal fraud requests I’ve submitted. When I go to work, we check our personal politics at the door. Some of us use a higher form of ethics to the tune of ten ‘statements’.
Grew up doing that, along with superhero cartoons, & televised SF with obvious good guys & bad guys. A lot of the reason when I submit requests for federal fraud investigations, I follow a pattern so no slick person can stand up in court & throw it out on technicalities.
Sorry, he does that because he lives in a quiet neighborhood.