Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for October 14, 2012
Transcript:
Bucky: Want some of my frog-puck? Satchel: Was it raised free range? Bucky: I believe it was razed range rover. And it was free, yes. Satchel: It looks like trash. Bucky: Satchel, one man's trash is another man's castle. Satchel: Huh? Bucky: Of course, I'm an optometrist, not a pestilence. I see the glass as half rose-tinted. I don't cry over milk spilled under bridges. I go make lemonade. And even when my glass is half-empty, it's a big glass. I'll put my half empty jug up against your full shot glass any day.
Oh god! I understood that! Somebody call my therapist.What should I call him? A cab.