George: All right! All right. I’ll tell you what. How about this? Got the date; March 21st, the first day of spring.
Jerry: Spring. Of course.
George: Huh? You know? Spring. Rejuvenation. Rebirth. Everything’s blooming. All that crap.
Who’s Benito Juarez? And why is he on my calendar – crowding out “Spring Begins”?