A northern monologue
I'd be curious to see some of Watterson's paintings...
Me too. I wonder if his desert landscapes are truly landscapes or are they abstracts of Calvin's hair?
I know it's pricey, B -- but you and Ariel could go in on it for me...
Of course we will, as a thank you for the Leafs tickets and a place to crash after the game.
Ok, I don't know if Ariel even likes hockey...
Another field trip?
Shmockey, a little known variation of hockey and played with hamburger patty pucks and beer coaster pads, can be arranged. Tickets to see the Toronto Mappleslurs are surprisingly affordable. All and sundry are welcome.
But which of us is All and which of us is Sundry?(Can I be Sundry?)
Good grief. G, that's blasphemy! I should've known where this conversation was going.Oh sure, Ariel wants to be Sundry. I suppose Tracy will be All. That leaves me the measly And.
Conjunction junction, what's your function?
Yes! I'm "all". Does anything else matter?
All of meeee...why not take all of meeee?
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