When I saw this guy in a Walmart ad this morning, I knew he looked familiar.
Somehow, I just couldn’t place him, though. I thought so hard that my brain started to hurt.
Not wanting to burst a vessel on the Walmart ad, I shifted to The New York Times. The Sunday Review section offered this picture. It could be a distant cousin, I supposed, but the guy’s hair is all wrong.
My head kept pounding.
Somewhere … somewhere. I had seen that head somewhere.
In a sudden burst of recognition, I realized why that guy looked familiar.
He’s a Gumby.
The realization made my brain feel better, though I began to have the urge to hunch over, bend my elbows out and clench my fists.
Anyone know a good doctor who looks like John Cleese?