Who knew that Pillsbury was so apocalyptic?
Don’t poke his stomach… trust me.
‘Hoo hooo!’
What do you think this band is like live?
If the fiery mixer being held in the air like a weapon is any indication, wear your cup to the show.
Mr. T needs to treat his mother right and put on some damn pants!
Anybody else happy that cutoffs and knee socks are out of fashion?
Only Mr. T can make ‘moan’ and ‘groan’ rhyme with ‘born!’
Mr. T has a pretty mean knee-bob dance move…
If he keeps that up for a couple more videos, he’ll have to worry about some arthritis later on.
I pity da fool that puts down Mr. T’s momma!
Be somebody!
Props to the puppets baby.
At one time this would have been a joke, but this is actual kid’s television these days.
Look! At the end he even COMMANDS THE SHEEP!