Gil Thorp, 8/2/23

God, can you imagine being part of an institution so dehumanizing and destructive to your identity that it strips your very name away from you, leaving you nothing but a number for identification? And then also, in a mostly unrelated matter, you were prison? Ha ha, I kid, but seriously, it's a good thing Marty is sober now because in the old days there is absolutely no chance that he'd be able to keep track of two sets of numbers while doing the play by play.

Barney Google and Snuffy Smith, 8/2/23