Today is a sad day in Atkinsonville. It seems Louis’ father, Louison, passed away for the third time this month. He suffered from these faineant spells everytime he tried to rise from his lounger. Keeping a t.v. going in front of him helped to relieve the faineanting.
Louison, who was known as Louis senior at the time, tried out for a baseball team and became known as the Louisville Sluggard, a title he's worn with pride since ‘53.
Well, I have to get over to the print shop and pick up some new birth and death certificates from Louison’s cousin, Louis junior, so Louison can collect the insurance for his next spell of passing away.
I'm getting a little choked up here.