

With hair like that, His Royal Highness there doesn’t need a helmet when he goes ridin’. In the region of Feathering Blowdryer, kingdom of Northwest Mousse.Ĭandy: Daaaaamn. Prince of what, you ask? Mulletshire, obviously. And even though I know the answer to that question now, I remain as mystified as ever as to WHY.Ĭandy: That is possibly one of the most porntastic ‘staches I have ever seen, and that woman looks like she’s ready to knock if off his friggin’ face. Sarah: For a long time, I wondered where Garth Brooks got his fashion sense. Just take a look at the latest sure-to-be-classic George Romero horror flick, “Night of the Disco Mannequins.” They’re not set on eating your brains, but they’re definitely going to try and make your shoulderpads bigger.Īnd because the picture is just too great to be believed, here’s a close up: The new horror trend? Reanimated mannequins, bent on making everybody dress in ironic 80s fashions. Sarah: When even the Real Doll™ rejects your attempts to reach first base, it’s time to think about rewriting your eHarmony profile, is all I’m sayin’.Ĭandy: Zombies are so passé. Dust off Ye Olde Eyewash Station: it’s time for retro cover art, courtesy of Diane, who sent me a collection of lovely awesome books, with truly spectacular covers, which I found again when cleaning out my book-gasm of an office.
