Monday, April 5, 2010

Where Have You Gone, T. S. Eliot?

Leroy is so depressed over doing his taxes, he can't even make it across the living room to the tall boy desk. Loretta joins in the misery as Leroy waxes poetic. At least she can cheer herself up with another jaunt to Bloomingdales. Leroy's only alternatives appear to be Arthur's Bar or Post Wine and Spirits.

2 comments:

Wings said...

Wow - super low point in so many low, low, Lockhorn points.

Anonymous said...

LEROY JUST GET OVER WITH.AND HAVE SHOT OF BRANDY; DOUBLE''