Bernie switches on the TV. “Let’s watch Punxsutawney Phil,” he says.
Fine with me, although it’s not like Bernie to watch TV in the mornings. As for this Punk Phil or whatever the name is, that’s a new one on me, the only Phil I know being Fingers Phil Ferguson, a money-launderer – don’t get me started on that – and also a pretty sharp dresser, although he’s now sporting an orange jump suit.
“There he is now,” Bernie says. “They’re holding him up and it looks like he can’t see his shadow, meaning – “
Whatever it meant, or whatever Bernie was talking about in general is missed by me, on account of this Punk Phil appearing to be … is it possible? A groundhog? Just a common groundhog, of the type I’ve chased back down into their holes by the zillion? We’re turning on the TV in the morning and changing our whole routine just to watch a groundhog?
“Chet! Chet! Whoa! You’re going to knock over the whole – “
Tags: Groundhog Day
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