Knocking the Jockies Off the Lawn, Can You Redeem Us?

 

These kids made me cry. Uncle Remus.  Always a point of reflection, especially in the unholy, not-nearly-a-month of Zappadan. Keep your nose to the grindstone. It may redeem you, and it’ll definitely give you this wicked kind of sneezy feeling when the grindstone starts honing through your nasal cavity.