I’m trying to figure out the “updoe” part…
I thought that’s when your soul LEFT your body.
At least he’s a sweet, big, loud guy. With earwax on his fingers…
Stinkin’ Carl…
Bernie, is that you?
Or a preschool
Preach it, Frazz!
You got to eat what you catch.
That’s exactly what it’s for.
What do you figure they eat? Hopes and dreams?
I’m trying to figure out the “updoe” part…