Reeeeeal men of geniUSSS...
Here's to you, Mr. Eight-Hour-Publisher-Man (Mister Eight-Hour-PubLISH-uhhh)...
You knock on doors every Saturday at 10:00 AM knowing that you will only be greeted by a barking dog or a slamming door (Slammed shut right in your faaace!)...
You loyally and consistently get your eight hours per month in except for those months when the BIG GUY upstairs blesses you with a 5-weekend month (But you're happy when it's only fourrr)...
You will never be an elder. Hell, you will never be a Ministerial Servant. But you will always get your eight hours a month in.
Here's to you!
Mister Eight-Hour-PubLISH-uhhhhhhhhhh!