Rambo

Rambo movie marathon—11 am-12 am, AMCBecause nothing says the holidays like Sly Stallone and blood.

In the eyes of the NRA, Rambo is as grave a threat to gun rights as The Fonz—or the director of Bowling for Columbine.

Such Rambo-like defenses of home and hearth do not happen in real life, unless the home also happens to contain a meth lab.

The war between Emanuel, the maniacally disciplined “Rambo” of White House notoriety, and the union leadership is undisguised.

A most acceptable substitute for Rambo, as an amateur's fruit.

In the house, also, Mrs. Priscilla Rambo was not severely haunted by the spectre of any neglected duty.

When they reached the Rambo farm-house, it was necessary that he should give his hand to help her down from the clumsy carriage.

Once again, the day before she left the Rambo farmhouse to return to the city, she came upon him, alone.

When she returned to the house, she was pale and weary, but capable of responding to Betty Rambo's constant cheerfulness.