What to do now? Come on, Tarzan. We all know you are here to kick fanny and chew bubblegum. And it looks like you are fresh out of bubblegum. Kreeg-ah! Bundolo!
When I was a kid growing up in the Phoenix area, there used to be a little rinky-dink 9-hole golf course right next to the zoo. The tees for the par 3 third hole directly faced the Oryx enclosure, which was no more than 200 yards away. My buddies and I would launch found balls into the Oryx enclosure as a prank. Hey, those plump beasts needed a little exercise, anyway. But I never did manage to tag Tarzan with a golf ball. Darn! ;-)
So, Mexico doesn’t get Tarzan in color. Who knew?