Rich Seymour's stochastic statements.

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Ever see something so cute you just want to dig into it with a Freddy Krueger glove* and nosh on its entrails… Well me neither, but this stuff sure is cute and edible. Like, I felt loved when my mom would hook me up with some fruit roll ups or something, but this lady is treating her husband and herself to a first season of full house barrel of cuteness (when all was innocence and ABC could have a show about 3 men living together in SF and have twins playing one person) every lunchtime.

“How rude.”

And sure, you could say to me that you never ever watched a second of TGIF on ABC in the 90s and I’d say something about Mr. Winslow and you’ll laugh.

*In school we had a tour of the evidence lab at the police station. Someone had a pretty wicked freddy glove confiscated. Along with tons of nunchuks and things with nails pushed through them sitting in the evidence display case. It was like a jeweler of illegal weapons… Us kids loved it. Probably related to D.A.R.E.