I have to confess to a disgusting, revolting, heinous crime which will probably make men cringe and women scowl at me as I slither down the street. It is a deed so foul that it may seem almost unfathomable to your readers, but I can live with myself no longer.
I’ve now seen “Howard the Duck” twice. I actually liked it.
Unfortunately, Jon, this came too late to save Mr. Price.