Ughh, missed a chunk of the show. Some dipshits were throwing eggs around the neighborhood.
I want to get a rocking chair and a shotgun and sit outside with an underfed hound and talk about 'back in my day' and yell at kids to get off my lawn. At least then I would deserve the eggs. We were the only ones on this part of the street giving out candy.
By the way back in my day I remember when WASP's final command came out. It was ought six and I heard it on the Westinghouse RCA Radio right before Howdy Doody and after the Glen Miller show. Brought to you by Chesterfield Cigarettes.