Whenever I get frustrated proofing this Physical Evidence Paper, I just watch the Winnebago Salesman.
It is like a crying toddler who stops throwing a fit when he sees another toddler having an even-more-dramatic meltdown at grocery store. It’s like, “Woah. Nevermind. I thought I was having a fit. I was mistaken.”
And yes, the Winnebago man has his own biopic. The trailer is here.
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