Donnie’s grave (internal) threat, vermin again reminded of the funtime afternoon cartoons. You return to the Hans-Barbera days on the floor before the TeeV, when Bab finally relented and bought the box. (Luckily, only in early teens, when she became concerned over possible scholastic issues 😭😭😭.) Good guys & villains, sock it to ‘em, the dirty rotten rats! And remembering, the champ was never without company in such cases. Wasn’t Idi keen on some kinda similar fare? Silvio a big fan of… spaghetti westerns, or something. In the White House’s home theatre Ronald had regularly relived the glory of the old B classics. Up on the Peninsular in Malaysia one of the Sultans was not long ago gifted by a fellow Regent a functional Fred Flint jalopy as a birthday present. Serious motoring enthusiast (like the Sultan of Brunei with his scores of red Ferraris) and great fan of the show and its cast, — Fred, Barney, Wilma, Bambam. Caligula and the others were once assumed absurdities from humanity’s dim, backward past.
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