Moof: when you run into a problem
Moof: do you ever refer to the problem as "a real humdinger"
Moof: because I don't but I think I should start
Moof: it is only right
Livestock: when I was a young man
Livestock: when the salt of the sea was still as fresh a scent to me as that of hard work
Livestock: and when my pennies seemed to stretch for infinity
Livestock: and when the horizon was as boundless as my imagination
Livestock: a humdinger killed my family
Livestock: and ever since then
Livestock: no problem great or small
Livestock: has come close to being a humdinger
Moof: I am so sorry
Moof: about the humdinger
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
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