I’ve come full circle on the lad. After his earlier brush with death at the hands of Brian, the only way he knows to deal with the trama is to turn to the drink and Mrs. C’s militant hospitality will lead to a breakthrough. The poor soul deserves some joy in his life.
A right good laugh indeed. Clovis is preparing onions for dinner, I assume?
He’s a right good laugh once you get to know him? Does he happen to smell like onions?
Pickled onions, at the rate he seems to go through drink.
From eggplants to pickled onions in an instant 😐
Maggie should’ve brought her dual febreezes to fight this “space raider” off
Ha! Brian, I was thinking the exact same thing! They can just peel him until he disappears, right?
I suspect that this version of Lem was created from something a lot stronger than onions.
The question is: does anyone ever get to know him well enough to get to the right good laugh part?
(and he’s only got a tenth of the charm that Lem had)
Mrs. Clovis has a heart of gold ♡.
I’m gonna guess that this is the Secret Sentai doing his best British impression
Beware the mustache of the 70’s revenant.
Hey, at least he brought a bottle!
Hey, at least HE was able to STAY AWAKE through Christmas Eve Mass
(as far as we know)
I’ve come full circle on the lad. After his earlier brush with death at the hands of Brian, the only way he knows to deal with the trama is to turn to the drink and Mrs. C’s militant hospitality will lead to a breakthrough. The poor soul deserves some joy in his life.
I don’t know about that. Remember, he’s the subject of one of Tom’s tales, which, I’m thinking, is NEVER a good thing.
I like this optimism.