It’s become a thing to go out in punlic in our p.j.s- not just our sweats.
ET may well have to phone home but only if a UFO hasn’t blocked his signal.
Speaking of UFOs, the “cartoonist” in me envisions this: an alien real estate agent guides a group of alien clients through the earth’s atmosphere. “As you can see it’s a fixer-upper. The last owners really trashed the place.”
It’s World Hippo Day. Congrats to the hippopotamuses out there. Call me on Rhinoceros day (credit: Mr. Ionesco).
All The Best 