 With his dark glasses, and he was going to be a star. Sorry, Charlie. Yeah, it was like star-kissed tuna. I never understood why Charlie wanted to be gutted and stuffed into a can. I mean, it just didn't make any sense to me. He thought he was going to be on somebody's kitchen table for that tuna fish sandwich. I mean, he wants to become a sandwich, but Charlie wanted to be a sandwich. Charlie Tuna. 756 at KLTF. It's 59 degrees.