There was a time when I knew any number of Bill Cosby routines. A friend’s parents had the LPs, and we listened to them constantly. Later, of course, we graduated to George Carlin, by way of Class Clown.
Anyhow, I hadn’t thought of those Cosby LPs in years. Until this past month of June, which put us on course to the proverbial forty days and forty nights.
My mother used to play his LP ‘Why Is There Air?’ all of the time.