That D. Krauss is some piece of work. Gets up early, reads the paper, goes off on some silly bicycle for awhile, then sits and bangs on a keyboard for no apparent reason. Get a job, dude.
Obviously, the guy needs help, and I pitch in where I can. Like, whenever he presents an empty lap, I’m right on it so he doesn’t waste any energy slapping the keyboard around.
Just think of how much carpal tunnel I’ve saved him.
Who says Wander Cats are useless?