As I recall, Barney (reading Fred’s poem to Wilma): “Your shell-like ears Your dainty hands And eyes so black Like frying pans” “Frying pans? Oh, brother!” -The Flintstones
As I recall, Barney (reading Fred’s poem to Wilma): “Your shell-like ears Your dainty hands And eyes so black Like frying pans” “Frying pans? Oh, brother!” -The Flintstones