mallet or if you want to the go old school, bite him right in the brain. in my case, it took repeated crunching to locate the chicklet-sized organ. this one died eventually, likely by exhaustion as anything else, i suspect. [eerie music] i am the ghost of cookies' past...residue. oh...so gross. well, you didn't use pam. so it looks like you're stuwith me! bargain brand cooking spray leaves annoying residue. that's why there's pam. this holiday season, gewhat's in the trunk? nothing. romance. 18 inch alloys. you remembered. family fun. everybody squeeze in. don't block anyone. and non-stop action. noooooooo!