Teri Garr every time. Madeline wasn’t bad, but Garr? Grrrrr! She’s some “real heat”.
Garr… just because she recognizes the need for a huge Shvonshtucker.
Ahem… Blucher
I’d toss my poo-poo undies in Ms. Kahn’s hamper any day of the week (or would have, since she has, unfortunately, died).
Terri Garr. Oh dear Lord, she was soooooooo hot then, and for many years after.
Heck, I’d still do her.
Terri always struck me as a bit dizzy and I’m afraid she might not actually be cognizant of the fact the two of us were copulating.
Madeline on the other hand would, I’m sure, keep looking down to observe the penetration and then stare deep into my eyes and launch a loud Tim Allen style “Haaaaargh haaaargh haaaargh!”
Madeline for 500 please Alex.
Oh Gawd, you mean I gotta choose?
Well, I guess I’ll have to take Terri Garr, Alex. In “Young Frankenstein”, any other movie, or even today. Rowrrrrr. . .
But I sure as hell wouldn’t have kicked Madeline out of my bed for eatin’ crackers. . .
Well, that’s certainly appropriate.
Oh, and Teri, without a doubt.
What a Blucher and No Neigh?
Dear me,