An interesting tangent. My brother and I were warned by my father never to try mixing up potions in a rubber boot, like the Stooges (Shemp era of course). He worked in a hospital and had been involved in a couple of incidents of kids drinking rubber boot formulas that could have killed them. In one of the rubber boot appearances, they concocted a fountain of youth formula that turned the old lady into a slinky hot young blond. Yet when her ancient husband drank the formula he turned into....AN APE? Moe? Coincidence? There are no coincidences. One one hand, classic Yiddish vaudevillians. On the other, Nostradamus.
I think I am down with the chimps going apesh!t and ripping off fingers and ripping out eyes. They get angry, sure, and there you go. But ripping off the johnson? That is not cool.
