Coincidentally, yesterday was looking for a bow-tie and I stumbled on Popeye's pipe I'd made from a cork and an orange stick for the Ceroc Champs when I competed with the lovely Olive Oyl as my partner. It brought back happy memories of championships in days of yore.
It's all much more serious nowadays - in fact, I think it was much more serious way back when. I suppose I took my comedy outfits very seriously - I still think our best one was two midget sumo wrestlers with the referee being a taller, more leggy version of Rachel Stevens in a kimono. It was like two Bernie Ecclestones on acid in one-piece sumo outfits and a tall, classy, leggy beauty trying to control us.
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