Pre-dinner raspberry lemon drop.
I have no words.
Anyone know where this guy was around 6:30 on Thursday evening?
I may have found the runner-up for the worst TV-movie title (second only to "Mother, May I Sleep With Danger?").
Crossing over the Prime Meridian.
I always felt like I was dancing with Stephen Hawking when this song came on.
That's quite a score.
Remember when the circus came to town? And you were frightened by the clowns?