You don't know how sorry I am for the 1960's. Must have been the Strontium 90 in our milk in the 1950's.
She's just as I always imagined her.
For a minute I thought this was the Helen Thomas comic book.
Dowd took one too many hits of acid and remained on the trip up to the present day...sort of like Olbermann.
Shouldn't there be empty bottles of gin scattered around the comic panels?
Fat Man... Downright Dowdy, dude.
Rhod, I blame Quinn-Martin.
Zio... I always imagined her taller.
Wetzy... That book is unavailable after having been classified 'Nazi Porn'.
And Dan Rather, LL.
Siggie... Empty bottles of gin and Häagen-Dazs cartons.
Nick, Q-M also brought us the short-lived but terrific "Caribe" with Stacey Keach. Gone, but not forgotten.
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