Beat me to it.
I feel a SONG coming on!
Age?
The lights can go up but they don’t get turned on until Santa shows up in the Macy’s parade. Without rules we live with the animals.
That’s the most I’ve laughed at a BR comic in a while. I might print this one out.
Nylon Curtain, side one, last track. Ha! Take THAT, brain!
He wrote A Boy Named Sue!
“CONTROL? More like CHAOS.” – That’s KAOS.
She’s bothered. They’re here.
She’s a golfer.
Beat me to it.