Or the crawlspace above your room, where the clowns will keep you for a time.

Come to Arizona in the summer.

"Nude women. Nude women. Clowns welcome. Clowns welcome."

It's definitely too bad that she was in the '70s, and her fight scenes weren't very good.

Ernest T. Bass is very important to me.

Good thing he's between jobs, or he'd get the sac.

I bet he told the judge some fish story.

Ernest T.

I can't remember what it's called, but since I still use Office '07, I get to use its image program for very basic tasks like cropping, resizing and changing contrasts and such.

At least now you can crowdsource to solve that crime.

Nah—as far as he's concerned, women and seamen don't mix.

You can fix that in Settings.

Or a "Quinn Martin Production."

I dunno, doesn't the British army use some bullpup rifle now?

Succinct.

Oh, yeah—the light tan one with the ragged-edged skirt instead of the loincloth. I remember it vividly from 1982.

I'm rewatching the Fourth Doctor stories on Britbox, and I'm in the middle of "The Invisible Enemy," so I don't judge you at all.

I'm not a fan of teen angst in general, but I thought YJ balanced it well with super-people action.

Ask a lifelong New Yorker, should you run across one. Most of them have hated his crooked ass for 40 years.

I'm from the northern half of Illinois. The weather there ain't as nice as San Diego is in July.