Red and Rover by Brian Basset for May 06, 2011
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Red: Ratsaroo, nothing. Rover: Expecting something? Red: A draft notice. I wrote to the selective service. Rover: Expecting something? Red: A draft notice. I wrote to the selective service. Rover: Kinda young to serve, aren't you? Red: Not for me, silly, for Martin. I wanted to see if they would take him a year early. Rover: Still hoping to get your brother's bedroom, eh? Red: There's always the french foreign legion! but then, Martin did fail french... Twice.
Martin’s room may be a pigsty, but that’s what manure shovels are for.