When I was in junior high, another student decided to wear a skirt to school. It may have been in response to a dress code; he had no reason other than to shock everyone. Bets may have been placed. Money should have been involved, he created an impressive buzz. It's all anyone cared about in algebra class except for Louie who became an engineer and used to disassemble his desk in geometry class because he got tired of correcting the teacher's versions of theorems.
Hey Louie wherever you are - hope you're extraordinary as usual.
Bussing had just begun

THREAD.
A Soupy Sales piece as recalled by Tony Macrini on your AM dial as recalled by me decades after Tony's particular broadcast:
A guy walks into a bar and tells the bartender
You aren't gonna believe this.
Bartender: I seen everything.
So the guy pulls a frog out of one pants pocket and puts the frog on the bar counter while pulling, out of his other pants pocket the world's tiniest piano and the world's teensiest piano stool, which he places on the counter in front of the frog, who begins playing and belting out Frank Sinatra tunes.
Frog sounds

Is this the part where I get to disconnect the keyboards of every overreaching activist bureaucrat, elected or unelected?
Or is this the part where airports broadcast the use of bots to develop and announce public policy?

My family members take it personally when I stand my ground.
Everywhere else, it's expected.
On a whim, I looked up a family from my early childhood in a different country. Their name showed in the phone book so I called.
ctd The woman remembered me and said she wondered why I let that other girl take advantage of me. At the most, I was five.
Then it made sense.
What nobody noticed and everyone accepted became a pattern, and though I followed and relished patterns, that one escaped me.
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