I've never been entirely comfortable with that III thing. You know - like Thurston Howell the III. When I'm around a III, I always feel inferior - like they are something special, and I'm not. A point which leads me to tell you it's Opposite Day. Because today, there's nothing special about my latest feeble attempt to get your brain to conjure up answers to a bunch of half-baked, rehashed clues. Check it out - and no help from your butler:
Truly Hope You Figure Out at Least Three Ways to Have a Great Weekend!