Jun 02 2010


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“Oh sure,” said Brigid. “You talk a good game, with your Herbert Lom and your Vic Tayback, but I bet you don’t know a thing about Anson Williams.”

“I beg your pardon?” said Greg, a little baffled at her announcement as they’d been riding along in silence for the past twenty minutes.

“Anson William Heimlick,” said Brigid, “more commonly known as Anson Williams. I suppose a mere layman such as yourself would only know him for winning the hearts of the nation as Potsie on ‘Happy Days.’ But what about his directorial prowess? Surely as the director of what is considered by many the best anti-drug after school special ever made, he has earned his place in celebrity valhalla!”

“You should have watched it,” said Greg, navigating a turn.

“Did you know that he is the second cousin of the man who invented the Heimlich Maneuver?”

“No, I must admit, I wasn’t privy to that.”

“But don’t let his lovable, clean-cut image fool you. Anson Williams is nothing short of a mad dog. Why, he’s so mean that he once shot Scott Baio just for snoring too loud.”

“Ah,” said Greg. “Been consulting LiarPedia again, I take it.”

-The Gneech

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