Cracka, Please

Whilst I was at the parental home, the male sibling wandered by and told me gleefully, "There's a South Park marathon this weekend." Then he asked, if you can believe it, "Did you know?"

Who does he think he's dealing with? No amateur, I.

I responded thusly: "You mean, a marathon like they do every weekend before a new season premieres, like this new season will premiere on Wednesday? Why, yes, I did know that."

Ever since Trey Parker snuck that marriage past me, I've had Matt Stone's Google activity closely monitored by my feedreader. Plus I visit South Park Studios daily. Like you do. (The universal "you"...not the specifically you "you".)

(Also, I will respond to comments in the post below...but not now. Paper to write!)