I remember reading an article about this in American Heritage magazine. Really interesting. Here’s a link: https://www.americanheritage.com/facing-death (but site now has only the article by John Updike, not any of the photos that ran with it).
Story of my life, too, Snoopy.
“Boogity, boogity.” (Or was it “boogadat, boodadat” or “lookathat, lookathat”?)
I couldn’t stand those sequels.
“He mastered the art of changing his own diaper last week.”
And how did you come up with a written language?
Many of my coworkers had to chart their work “in increments of fifteen minutes” on various products at our publishing company. Thank goodness I technically worked on a single product, year after year (a magazine).
I think Timmy may have choked the poor harlot, as well.
Yes, he nearly met his Bunnyloo.
I never really noticed Lucy’s big eyes.