flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Sad but true story – last year I made a ‘You Bet Your Life’ joke to a community college theatre class, and they stared at me blankly. OK, fair enough, it’s reasonably obscure – I explained that it was a game show hosted by Groucho Marx. More goggle eyes. Crying inside, I said, “Groucho MARX. Of the Marx Brothers?” and one desperate student gamely tried, “The Communism guy?”
There are not enough face palms in the world.
You should watch this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vQee1i2ZW0A
**I** get it. Then again, I’m very old.
Then you may stay on my lawn. Bring a chair, have a yard sale, whatever.