This Thursday at the Rhumb Line please welcome back that Tootin’ Torquemada of the Tenor: Mr. Andrew Clark. A.C., who has just been returned from his annual alien abduction, is ready to rip the antennae off your cranial pod with his sonic nebulizer. Of course, it doesn’t hurt to have Mr. Forrest “Frosty” Padgett around to fill in the gaposis. My avatar says it’s all done with mirrors. Come find out for yourself. I’ll be in the corner with a dunce hat on.
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