The investment that hurt the most was the atomic car. What an idea. Until you run into a Google driverless car, and they get in a huge shouting match, each car blaming the other for the accident, soon they open fire and the car powered by splitting the atom self destructs and levels half of Milwaukee, including the Blatz Brewing Company, and Miller Park, home of the Brewers. It cost a fortune to rebuild, and we had to close our Wisconsin branch permanently.
Anyway we had to take odd jobs to make ends meet. Dr. Dawg is working as a herd dog on a turkey farm down in Southern Ohio. He hates it, but he has taught the turkeys how to organize a labor union. They have petitioned the National Labor Relations Board for Thanksgiving off, and it is looking promising. Unless you were planning on having turkey, that is.

Plus, the Death Star Juice Bar is first rate, with Endor Forest Fruit Smoothies that are as delicious as they are delightful.
I still get to wear the comfortable blanket looking robe thing, and the hours are pretty good. Management can be a little officious, and the rules are repressive, but, it beats the hell out of tutoring snotty rich kids.
I have to go clean out a facility on the frozen planet. I will talk to you soon.
Sincerely,
Life Explained.
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