bert and ernie

i remember getting grounded from scissors when i cut the bertser's hair. my mother was so mad at me, because bert was just barely getting hair instead of peach fuzz. we were bald children.

i remember playing barbies, too. and house. and school. i always bossed her around.

now she's graduating.
we're gettin' old.

good luck in the world of college, bert. if anyone can do it, it's you.

you've sassed me all your life;
go and sass the world.