It may be just a pithy joke about the usual ruinous state of the Lockhorns' household finances, but with that Spock inspired comment, Loretta manages to capture the essence of the Lockhorns' hellish existence. The Lockhorns continue to live, for decade after soul crushing decade, their grim, hate-filled, monotonous existence without any hope of the eventual sweet relief of death. One imaginative interpretation of the Lockhorns is that they are dead and actually in some sort of eternal hell; forced for all eternity to endure disastrous poverty, shallow cocktail parties, apathetic doctors, and each other's miserable company. That would possibly explain why they're in monochromatic voids all the time. A profoundly existential push.
Official Count:
Leroy - 65
Loretta - 78
Push - 68
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