Greetings from Poosey.
“I’ve got it, Herb!”
“The way I’m gonna pay for our Florida condo!”
“I know that, you old poop. That’s the point. All of our friends hurry off to the Southland in the winter and we’re stuck here spraying Dristan up our sinuses.”
“Freida, we can’t afford a second house. Nasal spray is cheaper.”
“We can now, lover!