Understand: Not only must every dog have its day but that day just might signal a time for the dog to go.
It's been a good run with Clark and Jeff.
But ... the party's over. Gotta run, skedaddle. Auf Wiedersehen. Sayonara. Hasta la vista, Baby.
Many of you might say "But the three of you are ...
"... as tight as The Three Stooges ..."
"... as soaring as The Three Tenors ..."
"... as crack a team as Lester Harris' Three Musketeers ..."
(No other incarnation comes close ...)
"... as carefree as Bueller and his compadres ..."
"... spirited as The Del Rubio Triplets ..."
"... as firm as the Jaws men ..."
"... as diligent as Star Trek's triumvirate ..."
"... as defining as Nirvana ..."
"... as adorable as The Powerpuff Girls ..."
"... and as fun loving as Janet, Jack Chrissy
from Three's Company."
But the truth of the matter is this: I personally believe we are more akin to The Police ala their "Outlandos d'Amour" years ...
Still ... my days as one of The Unbelievables are at an end.
The boys will tell you why ...
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