Ray's Actual Thought for the Day

Jeez Louise. This day has been miserable, up til now. Nothin's gone right, atall, up til now. Rayetta's in a Goddess Awful Snit over them telescope shoes. Crumby's gone into vicious as a cornered rat mode, and they all ganged up on me, and made me cook supper. But then looky here what I found when I was fixin' to cook the vegetables. Remember that description of Clarence the Page Boy that Mark Twain spells in "A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court"? Mark says he looked like a forked carrot. Well, I, Ray now know precisely what Clarence looked like with his pants off.