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Remember Barbie? And G.I. Joe? Two titans of the toy industry, right?

You know, I was at my niece's birthday party the other day, and it got me thinking about the toys of our youth. Remember Barbie? And G.I. Joe? Two titans of the toy industry, right? So, my niece, she's got this list for Santa, and it's a doozy. She wants a Barbie AND a G.I. Joe for her birthday. Now, I'm standing there, looking at this list, and I'm thinking, "Okay, a Barbie, sure. G.I. Joe, a classic. But together?" And then her mom, bless her heart, she pipes up, "Doesn't Barbie come with Ken?" Now, this is where it gets good, people. My niece, she's like, five years old, but she's already got the wisdom of a seasoned divorce attorney. She looks at her mom, dead serious, and says, "No, she comes with G.I. Joe. She fakes it with Ken." I swear, I almost choked on my mini-quiche. Fakes it with Ken! You hear that? This kid's already figured out the patriarchy, and she's still learning to tie her shoes! And you know w...

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Freddie

Alright, alright, so I'm at this fancy restaurant, right? Trying to impress this date. You know, the kind of place where the waiter whispers the specials and the bread basket comes with three kinds of artisanal butter. I'm trying to be on my best behavior, channeling my inner Pope. My date, she's looking fantastic, and I'm trying to keep my eyes on her, not on the… well, you see the lady in the picture. Let's just say she's got some… *prominent* features. So, the waiter comes over, and he's like, "And for you, sir?" And I, trying to be polite, trying to keep my composure, I look at my date, then I look at the woman in the picture, and I say, "Where are your manners, Freddie – take your elbows off the table!" My date looks at me like I've just grown a second head. The waiter just freezes. And then I realize, I think I might have just… *borrowed* some dialogue from a very memorable cartoon. I stammered, "Uh, I mean... where are *...

Wow, this is the perfect metaphor for my life.

So, I was scrolling through the internet the other day, you know, the usual doomscrolling, and I stumbled upon this image. And I thought, "Wow, this is the perfect metaphor for my life." See this guy here? He's in a canoe, right on the edge of a waterfall. And his buddy? He's just hanging there, like, "Having fun yet?" This is me and my financial advisor. I'm the guy in the canoe, blissfully unaware of the impending doom. And my financial advisor? He's up in the tree, telling me all the great things we could have done, while I'm about to go over a financial Niagara Falls. I mean, who goes kayaking towards a waterfall with their friend just chilling in a tree? That's like me going on a date with a guy who says, "So, I love adventure. My ideal date is skydiving into a volcano." And I'm like, "Great! So, reservations at 7?" And the worst part is, the guy in the tree probably told him. He's like, "Hey, man, maybe ...

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I was looking at this picture the other day, and it really got me thinking. About… well, about a lot of things. Mostly about what kind of party this is.

You know, I was looking at this picture the other day, and it really got me thinking. About… well, about a lot of things. Mostly about what kind of party this is. Is it a very exclusive party? Because I’m pretty sure I didn’t get the invitation. Look at this guy. He’s all dressed up, top hat, cane, the whole nine yards. He looks like he’s heading to a gala, or maybe a very important… tree trimming ceremony? I don’t know. And he’s tipping his hat, very politely, to… well, to a pair of legs. Just legs. Dangling. In stockings. I mean, that’s a bold fashion statement, I’ll give them that. Maybe it’s a new trend? “Just the legs, ma’am. We’re going for an avant-garde, disembodied look this season.” And then, up in the tree, you’ve got this arm. Just an arm, wielding a giant mallet. What is that, a cartoon version of Thor? Or is this like a bizarre, high-stakes game of Whac-A-Mole, but instead of moles, it’s… well, it’s whatever the rest of those legs belong to. Maybe the goal is to not hit t...