What were those aliens in the comics who kept trying to subvert and take over the Earth? I guess the Skill didn’t have the talents needed to dominate the globe.
Well they wouldn’t - skrull are a low form of life fit only to be swept up by the truck-load in a whale’s mouth!
You meant krill, silly, which is an old-timey pen made out of a feather.
Well, former President Quill Clinton and his mistress Monica Lewinsky got inventive with a cigar, but not a pen, as far I as know.
I think you’re thinking of bill, as in Ford trucks are bill Ford tough.
When I was a younger man, I wore suspenders. Now it’s always a built.
Once I’m sure my pants are sufficiently held up, I like to have a patty belt and some potato chips.
In canasta, a natural or “red” **melt **is worth more than a mixed one.
And coins which are meld are often worth more than coins that aren’t - because historically they were made of more valuable metal and had to be marked so they could not be shaved.
I don’t think the Federation used actual coins, but if Spock did a mind milled with the Secretary of the Treasury I bet he could learn all kinds of interesting stuff.
And lo, Paul Bunyan meld the mighty tree with one swing of his ax.
You know Paul Bunyan’s just a story, right? Like the mice who would’ve felled the cat.
I always enjoyed Batman teaming up with other superheroes in *The Brave and The Belled *comic books as a kid.
Batman’s cape always looks so impressive billowing in the wind and all. I wonder how big of a bold of material he needed to sew it.
Probably not as much as you’d need if you were trying to cover a pony or bolt.
Maybe enough to make a colt like they wear in Scotland.
Was King Arthur Scottish? All I remember is that he had to free a sword that was buried in a stone all the way up to its** kilt**.
Why was the Scotsman remembered for once being intimate for a sheep, rather than for the fine stone wall that he hilt?
Hal Briston might know the answer to that one, though it probably has something to do with his built being too lose so his kilt kept slipping off his waist.
Ah, the belt! The wide, open, grazing areas of Southern Africa.