Needless to say, we're suing.

This showed up in our in-box the other day:

It's a promotional photo from the NBC show "Grimm", currently seen on Tuesday nights at 10pm (9 Central). It's also a complete rip-off of our patented catch-phrase, "Hello, Ladies". Well, less of a patented catch-phrase than a standard greeting we say a lot, simply because we tend to frequently encounter ladies in groups and it would simply be rude to not say hello. Anyway, we say this all the time and everybody knows it. Normally, we're very tolerant of people "paying tribute" to us by copying us or repeating what we say. It's just one of those things that comes with being stylish trendsetters.

When this is what you slip on to run out and get the paper, what are you gonna do?

But this? This juxtaposition of three macho dudes staring intently into the camera behind the words "Hello, Ladies"? All in an effort to influence people to watch some television program (again, "Grimm", Tuesday nights, 10/9c on NBC). Well, that's crossing a line. Plus, the phallic imagery? Tacky! We prefer a much more subtle and stylish approach, thank you.



"Um, can I talk to you guys about these new uniforms?"

 So our executive assistant Eliza (seen above) will be firing off a cease-and-desist notice immediately to the powers that be at NBC (America's favorite network!). If that doesn't do the trick, we'll be taking further legal action.

Like I said, this isn't something we like to do, but it happens from time to time. I'll bet Jeff and Michael can remember other instances when we had to go litigious on somebody's ass.

Cookin' Good

Interesting as Jeff's Unbelieva-Babes post may be to the average reader, some might be wondering about that rather cryptic and vintage 70's menu buried near the end.

To the layman, that menu might seem a little too bland. Plain. Lackluster, even.  But, in truth, its simplicity is rather telling.
 

Ever been on a stakeout? Ever tailed a criminal for hundreds of miles, hour upon hour, right on into the break of day? The need to be on the move waits for no man and can foist itself upon you at any time. You think the convenience of a sit down three-course meal at 6:30 sharp on a Sunday evening is a given? Heck no ... not when you're on the sly.

Thus the reason for the selections scribed on the sheet below. Simple fare is often the norm when The Unbelievables are on the job. That cold ham grinder? Might just be the only break in a rough and tumble day of crime fighting ... and we've been grateful for it.

See that sideways scribbled "12" at the top of the page?
It's code. And no ... we can't tell you what it stands for. Sorry.

But let it be said right here and now: Those meals wouldn't be anything without the care and attention the Unbelieva-Babes put to them, regardless of their simplicity. It may say "beef pattie on bun" but, guaranteed, in the hands of the gals its anything but that.

For example ... that grinder in the picture above? Looks rather ordinary, doesn't it? You might be surprised to discover I never cared for ham sanwiches in the least. In the hands of the Unbelieva-Babes, however, that simple hoagie is something extraordinary ... to the point that even I look forward to them.

Despite a sometimes hectic schedule, 
 Jeff requires whipped potatoes on Tuesdays. Every. Tuesday.
Clark and I have decided it's best not to question it.

Yes sir, we did our homework when we hired the cuisine-savvy staff. They're anything but common hash slingers when it comes to the culinary arts. Ils sont tout simplement le meilleur! 

Now if we could only get to the bottom of why they hang around in groups of three ... 

... I mean, other than to confuse the bad guys ...