And, of course, "Bond. James Bond."
But I think of something else too. Remember Bewitched? Remember how Sam would have a pitcher waiting for Darrin when he got home from work? A PITCHER! No wonder he was able to tolerate his awful boss, Larry Tate. And, come to think of it, maybe Sam didn't really do those witch things. Maybe those were just Darrin's hallucinations from drinking an entire pitcher of Martinis every night.
Anyway, here's to you my friends: Sam, Darrin, James, and even you Larry-- "Cheers!"
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