Robert Mitchum with his shirt popped off, hairy and in color. Could it be better?
I've caught a cold - again. Every time there is some tiny little change in the wheather, I get a cold. I know, everyone feels sorry for me. That's because I'm suffering. Big time.
But there is a cure! Oh yes, there is a cure. Even if the effect maybe isn't too consistent. The cure spells M-A-L-E C-H-E-E-S-E-C-A-K-E.
Go fetch your drooling bucket, and have fun! Even if you don't have a cold. Like me.
Clint Eastwood looks determinated.