Let your juvenile impulses sway

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Gratuitous awesome picture of Stretch and Big Man on the beach at sunset by Dee Pipik.

Here's my Bitch of the Day:

Wow, how much can one person despise The Berenstain Bears? Joyless moralizing bullshit - today the episode was, coincidentally enough, the bears going to their rented beach house.

Went like this: as they packed the car, it was obvious that Mama and Papa had done all the preparation: the cubs pestered their parents with "Did you pack my goggles? Did you pack my jump rope?" etc. Then, when the family arrived at the beach house, Mama surveyed the joint and proclaimed that the place needed "a good tidying" before they unpacked the car. The kids complained that they would rather go straight to the beach.

Papa decides to teach the kids a lesson and invites his wife to take a load off in a deck chair instead of spending her vacation doing housework. After a couple of minutes, though, she sighs and says she just can't relax knowing there's work to be done. I'd say Ms. Mama needs a cocktail and a consciousness-raising session, but she seems to be satisfied with a smug reassurance from Papa that the cubs will come to the same conclusion on their own. I really hate that guy sometimes.

The kids then realize that their bathing suits are in the car, but Mama and Papa won't unload the car til the damn tidying is done. Bla bla, 2 + 2 = 4, everyone runs inside and cheerfully grabs the cleaning supplies. And what tidying! Mama sweeps, Papa shakes out the rugs, Brother and Sister WASH WINDOWS! Sweet crap, they're only going to be there for a week.

I am happy to report that while laundry may have been done and dishes washed, and although I even caught a couple aunties sweeping from time to time, nobody washed a single window on our vacation.