Friday, March 3, 2017

Twofer Friday.

Uncle Slappy called last night as I was deep into my over-work-induced torpor.

"How are you, Boychik?" He asked with some solemnity.

"Ah, working too-hard, as usual Uncle Slappy. We're staffed so lean, I really have no choice in the matter."

That's when he came out with this. Yet another reason there's only one Uncle Slappy.

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