Real Life Adventures by Gary Wise and Lance Aldrich for June 07, 2022

With me it was rat guts in the garage.

While Beaver is not here so you have the job.

Tragically, the cat passed away very shortly after this

Those are my jobs.

Mr. Cleaver never actually said, “Hi honey! I’m home!”

Today I woke up to cat barf on the sofa. Small world.

The Cleavers never had a cat.

What would Al Bundy do?

My dog takes care of that, I don’t even have to ask.

In my family, once the pre-barf sounds started, one had to yell “It’s not mine” and someone else had to do it. With two dogs and three cats at the time, it was a full-time job to keep the floors clean. I had a carpet cleaner of my own and I would guess I pretty much did the entire house about every 3 months or less.

According to Super Dave Osborn, the three worst words you’ll hear during sex: “Honey, I’m home!”

of course, leave it to beaver was a fantasy program…