I'm Glad He Clarified It His Car's Tire That Was Flat

July 3, 1965

Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. I hope the war goes on forever and Calvin gets drafted.

What's his shirt say? "Fly Your Flag!"? "View Your Meat!"?

I love that Brutus is late and Gladys just immediately thinks he went out to imbibe in some spirits or something. Brutus doesn't need Mardi Gras as an excuse to drink.