Saturday, November 15, 2008

I want Charles in Charge of me.

I love Scott Baio.

Young, studly, Scott Baio. Not Old, hairplugs Scott Baio. "Chachi" Scott Baio, not "45 and Single" Scott Baio.
Apparently, he was quite the stud back in the day. The ladies looooooooved him. And I don't blame them.

Look at him. Arms all crossed. How authoritative.
If I had that living in the basement, I'd never leave the house. I'm just saying. And, is that a banana down his pants?
You want to know something sad? I can still sing the "Charles in Charge" theme song word for word. That probably doesn't come as a shock to most of you. Theme songs are a talent of mine.

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