EVEN SPACE PRINCESSES LOVE A LOSER.
I remember when Mars looked like Venus and space women were hotter and more exotic than anything I'd seen in my local neighbourhood. Maybe it was the lack of clothes and visible belly button that did it. Bud and Lou defined Saturday mornings during my childhood. Regular as clockwork, there they were in all their black and white glory having cool adventures. Keeping me in fits and giggles until fish and chips for dinner. I loved when they met Frankenstein, got chased by a mummy and discussed bad hair days with a werewolf. But I loved them most when they went to Mars and got the girl. Every loser has their day...
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