Category / (Not a Cidu)
Patio
I assumed this storyline existed because an accident actually took out Ces’s patio — but surely he doesn’t live in a universe where a contractor will do work without payment up-front.
At this point, of course, Jeremy is thinking “The @$!# Squirrel Must Die!”
Is this the first time a human’s heard Grimm speak?
I guess it’s always been ambiguous whether Ma Goose can understand him.
I’d suspect Jimmy of spying on us, except my wife doesn’t know how to whistle
Granny’s Selective Memory
While just a few weeks earlier…
I have a feeling if this is re-run later in the year, it’ll need a “This past winter called..” subject line
“The point of practice,” Mrs. Olson responds, “is to do something a little bit better each time, not exactly the same way.”
So… he’d have been happier with the Damon Knight/Twilight Zone version??
Is this a repeat from before shopping carts had seats for kids?
I swear, the women on this strip are the worst excuses for parents…
