Katchoo's radio was still functional, and she managed to tune in. (Clocky had long since given up, and gone to hide in the closet, presumably in the hope that it would blow over eventually.)
She nodded sagely at parts of the broadcast. "Dumb boys," she agreed gleefully. "ALL OF 'EM."
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She nodded sagely at parts of the broadcast. "Dumb boys," she agreed gleefully. "ALL OF 'EM."