"1,2,3,4,5? That's the stupidest combination I've ever heard in my life. That's the kind of thing an idiot would have on his luggage!"
Every morning I pull into our gated parking lot here at work and type in our combination: 1,2,3,4. As the gate slowly opens I hear the words of Dark Helmet in the back of my mind. It is a great way to start my morning.
Yesterday it came to my attention that the Dugats have not yet seen the movie, "Fletch". It is time for someone to remedy that. Can we get those two a copy of Fletch, please! Until then, this is all that I can offer:
"Moon River...Using the whole fist, doc?"
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