Friday the 13th, or "Thirteenth", means nothing but okay.
Gladys could've just shut her hole after "Glad to hear it!" She didn't need to continue talking. I also don't know why Brutus is worried about Friday the 13th. One, it's just another day and, like I said above, means nothing. Two, he's a born loser. Every day is a day filled with bad luck for him.
What the hell happened between yesterday and today? We just open on a damn bird sitting on Brutus' head and you just expect us to okay with that? Maybe I'd be less upset if it were Monday and this could be a continuing storyline for a day or two but just hopping into the middle of this and then not getting a satisfying ending because tomorrow is Sunday irks me.
