Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
My face to the sky
Dreaming about just how high I could go
And if I'll know when I finally get there
Taking off my glasses
Sun pokes through my lashes
Somehow I know
There's a time for every star to shine
Everybody got their something
Make you smile like an itty-bitty child
Everybody got their something
Everybody got their something
People keepin'score
Better hurry up and get yours
Somebody else got your spot Buongiorno.
Before you even dropped
Seek and you shall find
Everything in my own sweet time
I'll take my chances with what I believe is only
Busy Love song
Like a butterfly
Believe if you hand it over you'll come out
All right
Yeah
Everybody got their something
Make you smile like an itty-bitty child
Everybody got their something
Everybody got their something Yeah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah-ah
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I'll be there in about 10 minutes.
Excuse me.
Sorry. I know, girl.
Right? The party was amazing at Jasmine's last night.
Girl, everybody was there.
If you want to seal the deal with a guy,
you need a short skirt and sexy panties.
Oh. Hold on. Uh, is Soloman here?
Oh, he's in the back, baby.
Anyway-Yeah, you wanna go out with us tonight?
Mexicans traditionally have supplied the world with tacos
Horowitz!
Eight down? Oh. Uh, uh, that would be Bora-Bora.
It's a tough one. Don't punish yourself.
Please say yes. Please say yes.
Please say yes. Oh, hey, Mary.
Hello, sir.
Um, I have an idea.
Do you have next week's crossword?
Indeed I do, but better yet
I have many and a brilliant plan.
Instead of doing just one crossword per week, I could go daily.
I could do five per week I'm sorry
but we just don't have space for that kind of content.
I know, but, sir, the crossword...
is everyone's favorite part of the newspaper.
And we could be just like the New York Times
where the puzzle gets harder as the week goes.
So on Monday, a day that traditionally bites the big one-
This isn't the New York Times. We're a local paper.
Our readers just wanna have fun. Oh.
Oh! Well, sir, if fun is what they want...
then Mary Horowitz has their fun.
Ta-da! For Saint Patty's Day.
Top o' the morning to ya.
Leprechaun.
Wonderful. You guys are such a beautiful couple.
Congratulations, man.
I know. Who would have ever thought?
Mary. Yes?
Do you ever stop working long enough to, you know, like, go out?
Mm-mmm. Uh, spend time with friends?
Nope. Go on a date?
Mm-mmm. Oh. Uh, well, I have a date this evening, sir.
Oh? Yes. A-A blind one.
My parents set it up. So I was obviously going to cancel.
Go on out on your date.
You know, have some fun with him, and-
Have you moved back into your apartment?
Uh, no. Still fumigating.
But I'm just waiting for the chemicals to settle
so I don't get the old brain cancer.
Though if I don't move out of my parents' home soon,
I'll be forced to get a lobotomy.
So it's brain cancer, lobotomy, brain cancer Mary.
Mary, less work, more of everything else.
Just enjoy being normal.
Martin, I need that feature on the pumpkin shortage.
Is it ready?
Be normal.
Normal.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
In life, as in crosswords
some days are harder than others
and that's what keeps your brain alive.
The key to surviving those tough days is to pick yourself up
and stay focused on your life's purpose.
For me, that's imparting the joy of crosswording to all mankind.
Ah, crosswording...
the most spectacular fun a person can have without passing out.
I like your protective ensemble.
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