My brain registers that it's Stephen Amell. And it clicks 2 + 2 together to know that he played Oliver Queen, aka the Green Arrow.
The one where I pull off into some random under construction house and have a dance party with some plumbers.
Held hostage to save a baseball field, I do the one thing any sane kidnapped person would do...call in Leroy Jethro Gibbs.
Why can't invisible men mind their own business when all I want to do is chill at an abandoned temple swim meet?
I go to Disneyland. My dog goes with me. It works out about as well as you might think.
Only in my dreams can I meld together Shakespeare and Disney. Because it's not like it's been done before (cough, Lion King, cough).
Wherein I learn that it's not a good idea to take Pokemon onto a space ship.