As promised... tikis, muppets and nearly 4 hours of bonus material

Saturday morning, Rebecca found the cartoons too violent and annoying, so she was happy to find Dirty Harry on another channel. Later that morning, we had another junkie incursion in the backyard. It was the same guy who hopped the fence last time. Looked like he wanted to take a whiz and needed some privacy. Pumped up with the spirit of Harry Callahan flowing in my veins, I grabbed my Desert Eagle and blew his head clean off. Actually, I went out and performed alpha male dominance games and I got the skinny junkie scampering back over that wall PDQ.

( I'm feeling long winded and disinclined to do my job, so fair warning )