Mr. Rogers taught us all to be caring, to consider the feelings of others before our own, and to share with civility and good will. But you know what? The only lesson I want my roommates, current and future to learn from Mr. Rogers, is that he always put his shit away.
Mr. Rogers took off his shoes, he put them the deuce away. He took off his coat, he put it away. Mr. Rogers did not make macaroni and cheese and leave the pot out for three weeks and he sure as hell did not leave toenail clippings on the couch. Thank you Mr. Rogers. Thank you for being the fine upstanding gentleman you were, and not an inconsiderate, tv-loving slob. I’d go to the land of make believe with you any time, and you can be damn sure I’d wipe my feet on the way in.