This is Earl. He’s a puppy. And he really doesn’t have time for your crap.
It’s not that Earl hates you…
…it’s just that he’s rather displeased with your life choices.
“You’re correct: I’d rather you did not wear jean shorts to my wedding.”
“How about no, Bethany. How. About. No.”
Earl is our honest light in a world of illusions. He is our hope, our dreams, our inner grump. And he’s just getting started.