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It's true that there are many men who are mere bellies like the rest of us that are nevertheless possessed of that immortal spirit of commandingness called "Charles" by the ages:
Mon dieu! Le pom granite!
To me, my Xmen!
(pronounced Zhmen)
Murgle burgle buuuuuuuurrrrrrrghlllllll....
And yet all other forms of the name (Charlie, Chuck, Carl) connote unspeakable oafishness.
Sorry about that, Carl. I just call em like I see em. You oaf.
Does anyone know if there was any continuity between the first Charles in Charge family with the two boys and the second family with the two girls? Aside from Buddy, I mean.
I love Buddy. |
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