January 6, 2009 12:42 AM
Pat Bowlen in the Bleak Midwinter
He who laughs last or the jokes one you
Imagine this. You live in a simple upper class American home right next door to a palatial mansion the size of the state of Alaska. The monstrosity just happens to belong to the guy you just fired. That's the scenario playing out in the ritzy part of town between the Bowlen's and the Shanahan's. You know deep down inside somebody's not happy about it and you can bet it isn't Shanahan.