Monday, December 12, 2011
Ellen: What are you looking at?
Clark: Oh, the silent majesty of a winter's morn... the clean, cool chill of the holiday air... an asshole in his bathrobe, emptying a chemical toilet into my storm sewer...
Cedar's Take: In honor of my brother who just called to say he was on his way from Atlanta. Since he's out of work he figured he'd come up a week early for Christmas. Oh sure why not?