Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for November 07, 2011
Transcript:
Rob: You're a spiritual advisor, all of a sudden? Bucky: I'm a spiritual genius. I may or may not choose to advice others. Rob: Spiritual genius? Yesterday you asked me what "spiritual" meant. Bucky: And now I realize how bad your answer was. Rob: What the... Where am I Satchel? Bucky: You're here, Robert. Listen to my voice and find peace. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm pondering the infinite. Rob: Why don't you ponder cleaning your litter box?
Cleaning the litter box? That’s what Bucky has Rob for.
Grammar Police; back off, it’s too early for this.