Slouching Toward Nixonland
Ha! I'm terrible at these caption contests; like Lisa trying to rearrange the letter of "Jeremy Irons" to come up with a description of him, nothing creative comes to me. I'm wondering this: is it just the pic, or is Karl looking awfully thin these days?
He does look thinner. It's either Fitzgerald taking more than a pound of flesh from him each visit, or else Karl's trying to slim down so he doesn't get greeted with "squeal like a pig!" comments on his first day in the Big House.
"No, no, master, walk THIS way..."
They can't dance. They can't talk. The only thing about them is the way they walk.
Ladies and gentlemen -- Hear No Evil, See No Evil, and Do What Now?
Wherever there is injustice, you will find us. Wherever there is suffering, we'll be there. Wherever liberty is threatened, you will find... The Three Amigos!
Looks kind of like one of those evolution diagrams...if evolution were true...which it isn't!
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