If Mr Rodgers lived in Chicago.... he would come through the door and lock the 18 locks and start taking off his ballistic vest while singing. The fish tank would have a hole in it. You can hear people fighting and banging things upstairs.... then a shot rang out and he falls to the floor.
“You don’t want to be my neighbor” he would then say.
Isn’t that what Eddie Murphy’s parody “Mr. Robinson’s Neighborhood” was about, in essence?
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