Monty by Jim Meddick for September 29, 2020

Hasn’t Double-Oh-India-Quebec seen any Bond movies? He’s gonna get the cooties!

He thought for certain he was looking in a mirror. The opposite of Pilsner.

That’s just nasty.

The thick plottens.

Poor long-suffering Jarvis

Sleeping on the job? That’s a pay cut.

Thoughtless little bas***d.

Mini-Jarvis.

The former master of disguise for the CIA was on Wait, Wait…Don’t Tell Me over the weekend.

She told of one time they had to change a man in a suit into an old lady in a dress, in forty-five feet and forty-five seconds, whilst walking down a hallway.

And that ex Marines were the hardest to get to disguise themselves as women.

That little snot!

Something tells me that disguise is going to come up short…

Trained anesthesiologists accidentally kill people every year. Don’t “dope” your friends. It’s neither funny, nor safe.

Hitman: Candy Money

You’re on an island. Simply say Sedgwick went swimming and the sharks got him.

He wont pass because he can’t get the toadying part down.

Wait – which one is which?

Shrug. Shrunk Jarvis, too, we-who-are-fooled-by-your-clever-disguise think.

Oh, wicked Young Master Sedgwick, playing CIA field operative!