All well and good, my friend, but we all know the reason I
am the way that I am, now, is directly due to - not just a speech, but a setting of goals and encouragement of competition, by none other than that Texas socialist, Lyndon Baines Johnson.

That's right. Year after year as a small child I was held in a gymnasium against my will, striving for the coveted gold fitness patch (which I never attained), to the thrilling and hypnotic strains - yes, I can hear them even today - of "Go, you Chickenfat, Go!"

It's all Lyndon's fault.


Julia
A 45’s quicker than 409
Betty’s cleaning’ house for the very last time
Betty’s bein’ bad