I’ve decided to be truthful. Deception is not my better ability.
Y’all may have noticed I spill my guts alot on the Dope.
I don’t pretend to understand why I do this. I just know I do it.
I must tell all.
There’s a channel on TV we watch alot. In the early afternoon there are 2 episodes of Andy Griffith.
I love, love, love Andy.
I know. I previously loved Matt Dillon. I had to break up with him. Kitty had her claws in him. The wench!
I have to say Helen Crump the school teacher has to go.
She’s just in my way.
Opie can go to boarding school. Aunt Bea can hang around. I like her cooking.
I’ll never forget Helen’s speech to her niece about how sometimes girls need to intentionally lose to boys in sports so that you don’t damage their fragile egos.
I get that it was a different time. But even for then it seemed way over the top.
Still remember the end of one episode. Opie was having some kind of trouble with a girl; everything works out in the end. Last scene of the show, Andy and Opie are sitting on the porch (or maybe in the kitchen), drinking a soda.
Opie: Ya know what I learned about girls?
Andy: What?
Opie: Nuthin’.
Andy: Me neither.
Festus: Matthew, are you goin’ after the Dalton gang, what kidnapped Miss Kitty?
Dillon: Yep.
Festus: Matthew, there’s fifty of 'em, and they got a Gattling gun!
Dillon: Yep.
Festus: Matthew, I like Miss Kitty a lot, but she’s just a lady of ill repute.
Dillon: Yep, but she’s the only one in town.