THE NUDIST SCENE

Dear Spike:

It's flippin' freezing outside — and in our big, old drafty home, too — but you've taken a sudden interest in running around the house naked as the day you were born.

"Nuders!" you cry, as you streak through the kitchen. "Nuders!"

Your mother and I — not real big into the nudist scene — weren't really sure where you were getting your fixation on nakedness until she caught you talking to yourself while watching Sesame Street.

"Big Bird is nuders!" you squealed with delight. "Cookie monster is nuders! Grover is nuders! Elmo is nuders!"

Damn Muppets.

Love,
dad