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| - Who? Walter Dougherty, master of disguise and natty dresser. Which are kind of the same thing, in his case. When? From 1987 to the present, though it feels much longer. “Now he's somewhere in a circus scene! Henchmen, help me find him! Is that him with the jugglers? No? Damn! At this rate I'll never have time for my nefarious scheme. He's over by the elephants...no, wait. WAL-DOOO!” ~ Dr. No on Waldo Wally (or Waldo), as he was commonly known, was the preeminent spy on Her Majesty's Secret Service. Oh, and he saved the world. A bunch of times. What they wanted was James Bond, but he was busy.
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| - Who? Walter Dougherty, master of disguise and natty dresser. Which are kind of the same thing, in his case. When? From 1987 to the present, though it feels much longer. “Now he's somewhere in a circus scene! Henchmen, help me find him! Is that him with the jugglers? No? Damn! At this rate I'll never have time for my nefarious scheme. He's over by the elephants...no, wait. WAL-DOOO!” ~ Dr. No on Waldo Wally (or Waldo), as he was commonly known, was the preeminent spy on Her Majesty's Secret Service. Waldo toured the world, playing backgammon or roulette while smoking furiously and drinking martinis, also furiously. In addition he was also known to have seeded many fertile fields, as it were. Oh, and he saved the world. A bunch of times. “Man goes in the cage, cage goes in the water...shark’s in the water...” ~ Robert Shaw on getting his roles in From Russia With Love and Jaws confused Her Majesty, the Queen, needed a force of super spies to thwart the many excessively wealthy and quirky madmen who were planning to take over the world. Madmen do stuff like that. That's what makes them "mad". They'd just be men otherwise, and therefore little or no threat at all. She, with the aid of an obscure subdepartment of the Ministry of Defence, the Office of Defending the World from Threats That Don't Exist, Except Within the Heads of People Who Really Should Know Better By Now. I Mean, Really! They Can't Get My Mail to Me on Time, but They've got Tax Dollars to Waste on This Foolishness? Bollucks! I'm of a Mind to Draft a 'Letter to the Editor' This Very Instant! put an ad in the local penny saver, seeking a What they wanted was James Bond, but he was busy. Instead, they settled for Waldo. Waldo, with his unique fashion sense, possessed an uncanny aptitude for blending into crowds, particularly when those crowds were dressed a manner that was similar, but not quite identical, to his own striped top and tuque. When the crowds were not so garishly dressed he tended to blend in...not so much, as his vacation photos in "Pennsylvania Dutch" country attest. This camouflage related weakness led to his untimely demise at the hands of the very first villain that he encountered. Luckily Waldos come in a book, so when one dies the Office of Defending the World from Threats That Don't Exist, Except Within the Heads of People Who Really Should Know Better By Now. I Mean, Really! They Can't Get My Mail to Me on Time, but They've got Tax Dollars to Waste on This Foolishness? Bollucks! I'm of a Mind to Draft a 'Letter to the Editor' This Very Instant! just have to flip over to the next page.
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