When Bluto Wins Olive....

"Yay statement that cannot be true..wor which is yexxagerated to provide yeffect is called hyperbole..." rambles on an English language teacher who has her roots down south.

You think there really is some serious problem with the title eh? Something like, "Kahaan raja bhoj, kahaan Gangu teli?" B for boisterous, boorish, bane, boring, braggart and brawny. And B for Bluto. And P for Popeye and P for Perfect.

Well, things like these do happen. Is this age called 'Kalyug' or something? While Popeye goes unnoticed but ear-marked by Bluto fer a nice bash, the bloody MF of Bluto has photos of him and Olive in his bedroom in front of his mirror. Bloody show off, eh, Bluto?

Olive's got nothing to say, other than, "hey honey, show me the money." Others, she calls them, "Baby."

Yeah. Olive's kidding. Literally.

And as fun and frolicking goes on in Bluto-land, patience reigns in the distant, abstaining world of Popeye. Spinach wants to get the better of him soon, but Popeye holds back. "It aintz time yet," he says.