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!)
Check out the musical selection from this album.
I would like to remind our readers that while Bobby may appear to be enfolded in pink lace, it is, in fact, "tulle"––which is very, very different.
(Dear Reader: It shouldn’t be surprising to you after that last comment that Darren is the only married member of the Incredulous Four, and the only one domesticated enough to make such a hopelessly sissy observation. A thousand pardons.)
I bet you could make a sweet couch out of those pants.
This reminds me of when I was forced to juggle scarves in elementary school P.E. It was like the happy hands club.
Ben notes Mr. Womack’s stunning resemblance to Urkel.
Hmmm, apparently Manowar kicked Frodo’s ass to get ‘the ring of power.’
Respect the metal or we’ll bring democracy to your country.
God bless America.
That’s a belt buckle even Garth Brooks could covet.
And continuing in a trend of bad elementary school flashbacks, Bennett says:
I think I used that ring as a flotation device in the kiddie pool.
What is metal’s obsession with big ass swords and spray-on tights?
Bennett, noting the flags, says:
Poor France!
I don’t really feel that bad for France.
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.
