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Remember those charming childhood ditties celebrating the burning of schools?
Genuine wisdom in “Gil Thorp”? Enough of that.
I saw that once. Weird.
Back then, kids didn’t need no stinkin’ adults. I sometimes think Nancy would be better off living alone than with Aunt Fritzi.
A few years ago, Agnes found a rare electric guitar in a dumpster and took it to a pawn shop, which gave her several thousand dollars for it. When she got home, she found Grandma in misery over unmet expenses, and gave her all the money. It was funny and touching.
What a strange museum. But it’s nice that they let visitors rearrange things to suit their fancy.
So does this mean we’re done with the “Sluggo at the circus” shtick?
Like two squirrels approaching each other on a telephone wire.
The irony is that the mailman was about to deliver new batteries.