re: #124 Fozzie Bear

Sheer opulence! In my day, we didn’t have any roads. You had to hire a sherpa to guide you to school, and it took three day to get there. We thought ourselves to be fortunate, as our parents had to ride epileptic legless goats that would randomly vibrate their way across the ground toward school.

HIRE A SHERPA? What extravagance! We would have to follow the annual ferret migration just to find the gravel road in the first place, and that took 3 weeks and only occurred twice a year.