Forget Bluto. I have photographic proof that Popeye, while on shore duty, is nothing but a no-good juvenile delinquent. Not only does he run about punching people in the nose after littering the city streets with empty cans of spinach, but he’s an unscrupulous tagger who’s vandalizing walls, fences, and even these signs. We know who you are Popeye. Someone round him up and throw him in the brig!
Thought you’d seen every possible weird and bizarre world record shattered? I bet you haven’t seen this! The verified, certified, world record largest ever marshmallow fight! Sweet! Look at those marshmallows fly! Now that’s what I call incredible edible elevated entertainment!
A pity a few weren’t spared for some hot cocoa or smores.