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A few weeks ago, I stepped inside Costco for the first time in years. I avoid most of the impulse purchases which inflate the bill (exception: dried blueberries, with added sugar… blech). But for less than $10, I couldn’t pass up the bundle of The Pink Panther and The Curse of the Pink Panther on DVD.

After watching The Pink Panther, I realized that most of my memories (Cato!) must be from one of the other Sellers-as-Clouseau films. Still, the Inspector’s inspired clumsiness amuses throughout. The costume party at the end included this groaner, which I loved:

[At a costume ball, a police sergeant costumed as a zebra drinks from the punch bowl]
Inspector Jacques Clouseau: Any more behaviour like this and I’ll have your stripes! (via)

Now I have to find out which is the right Panther film to match my remembered laughter more exactly.