Hubby had a dream that we were eating in a restaurant and this guy looked exactly like Clinton from the side, and I told hubby that I'd be with him in a minute, and proceeded to go over to this guy and "chew him out" - then realized it wasn't Clinton.
How 'bout that? After seeing this movie, I wish hubby's dream would come true, and it really WOULD be Mr. Slime...sitting there waiting for me to "enlighten him" ...so to speak!
I'll be right there with you, and we can do some double-duty enlightening. How 'bout that? Take THAT, Mr. Pillsbury Doughboy.