Rockin’ my Krusty the Clown socks today which seemed like a pretty good fit for a Saturday. Fun fact, I can’t look at these or even think “Krusty the Clown” without hearing that distinctive laugh in my head. Interestingly enough, the Puddinette, who found this pair for me, probably has no idea what Krusty’s signature cackle sounds like, just as I had no idea that the pillow in the background of the picture above actually references a song sung to kids for generations. Who knew, right?

The important thing here, though, is seeing that this is how good marriages work. It’s all about love, respect, cultural exchange, and buying cool socks.

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