The general lunacy level at Focker’s ratcheted up another notch today in preparation for the United States’ 234th birthday party.

Pam the Manager demonstrated her proficiency in Focker Management Principles by showing up for work dressed as a firecracker. (We think that’s what she was dressed up like. We’re not sure but it didn’t seem polite to ask.)

Right to Left: Clear Example of Evolution

Pam made monkey noises in the parking lot for a while… while the BFM and the BFBM remained stubbornly silent.

Perhaps it was a response to the stress of trying, and failing, to converse with her fellow primates. Perhaps Pam was simply a bit overwrought
by having to trip over all the 4th of July sale TV’s that Jan and Q dropped at the front door last night.

All we know is, one minute, Pam was saying “Ooh ooh… eeeee…eeee… eeee!” to the monkeys. The next minute, she was waving a gun in the parking lot.

Armed & Dangerous: Ma Barkerfocker, Her Monarch 1131, and the '71 Made-in-the-USA Getaway Car

Fortunately, this sort of thing doesn’t alarm the average Fockershopper.

In the Spirit: A Patriotic Bon Vivant