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This week has been a heavy week in our community.

I needed a little levity today and have decided to further my career options as a country western singer/tambourine player/table dancer upon retirement...which is part of my five-year plan.

We have all kinds of boutique popups these days for special events. We even have food truck popups. So, consider these 72 seconds of wailing sort of a little podcast popup in tribute to my boss's impending retirement.

He picks on me. A lot. My dad picked on me growing up...so did my brother. So, I sort of equate harassment with love. I am going to flat out pretend he really loves me and hope that I can keep my job until I can swing a contract with the music industry for spoofing songs or writing heartfelt parodies.

Don't try this at home. My apologies go out to Hee Haw fans worldwide who enjoyed 26 seasons of real comedy and real music.