Misfit Monday

Back to good old misfit shenanigans.

Here are just a couple gems from last week:

• We found a beer on a job site.  No misfit would admit to ownership of the beer.  I guess that makes it the best kind of beer - magically appearing, but belonging to no one beer.  I would like this to happen with money.
• A misfit didn't do a job but then wanted to get paid for it.  Where do I find a job like this one?

Here is Cubbie-cub today, in his "racing swimsuit" - for his swimming lesson trial tomorrow.

I think the look on his face is disgust at all the poop in our backyard.