I love the New Testament.

That guy’s blouse dates right around then.

He seriously needs some conditioner!

And the house was filled with the sound of rushing wind… from a giant blow dryer.

That dude really needs to take some hair hints from the Grooming Guys.

In celebration of today’s momentous occasion, I give you the best wedding music ever… Buster.

Ben, it’s Rubber Ducky time baby.

No argument here.

T.J. has low self-esteem.

T.J. also sat on his sunglasses.

Nudge, nudge, know what I mean? Eh? Eh? “Windmills.” Wink, wink.

Regardless of the album title, I see things with spinning blades and all I think is ‘circumcision.’

This is… complicated.

It’s love making music for hippies. It sold 135 copies in Berkeley.

Ah yes, “promo material” for single engineers working on Siemens wind power farms.