Tomorrow is the end of the world and I spent tonight crying over some lady’s cat that had been missing for three weeks. Its hard to be a curmudgeon when you watch something like this.
I have waited all my life to be promoted to the rank of curmudgeon and now I are one... I always thought it was about honing one’s skills to be simultaneously crusty on the outside yest mellow within. Well known to your inner circle of being capable of taking off heads one moment while gently drying tears the next.