Leave It to Beaver

What is the awkward age, asked the Beaver as I surfed past. I waited for his friend to answer. That’s when you start shooting up and your clothes don’t fit, he says. Sounds more like crack, I thought, marveling at how Beat-hip the dialogue was. I had always figured that was more a Dobey Gillis thing, Maynard G. Krebs out of his mind high, wigging out over Dizzy Gillespie. But here is Jerry Mathers, learning about heroin on the street. Channel surfing past a few minutes later he is asking Wally if he’s cuddly. I’m your brother, Wally yells, don’t ask me questions like that. I guess I had missed all this subtext as a kid. Maybe Ward really was hard on the Beaver last night.

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