This is one of my favorite stories from the Progrum a few years back! There is much wisdom to be gained from its archives and its Charles Osgood yuletide piano serenades.
The irony is not lost on me that I made fun of you for watching The Progrum for years only to now (finally) realize it's packed with wisdom. I gotta learn all my lessons the hard/long way, but... we know this. Btw: someone asked about me leaving milk around the house on the questions page and I almost answered, "I've also been known to leave tacos in glove compartments." <insert giant weird sun painting here>
you, me, we, us