Good LORD! She is the new puppet master.

I don’t think even Chucky would want to play with little Ricky.

This stuff is just spooky.

Judge, I swear, I didn’t kill him… it was LITTLE RICKY!

The happy couple on their honeymoon in Jamaica.

I saw Ricky perform on the MOTOCROSS last week… and he was BADASS! (Queue Elvis entry music, animated flashing neon signs of RICKY!)

Oh god, it’s horrible. (Speaking about the music
behind the man.)

Many are called but few are… frozen?!

I for one welcome our new lobster overlords! All hail the crustacean nation.

How did he get those abs? Maybe he’s a deep sea diver!

How do lobsters put up with this crap?

This is a perfect time to give someone the gift of bad music.