He cooked the exact same way. He was so very hungry.
Brian: Should I give her the new one, or the one I accidentally sneezed on? No one told me this job would be so hard!
"I'm so sorry Fluffy!"
"Woohoo! This is just like that time I road the cat around the house. Except I'm not 2, the animal isn't traumatized for life, and I am not going to get a really long timeout for this."
The male riders were kept entertained by a small tv tuned to ESPN, glued to the back of the bull.
Kayliegh power walks across the field.
"Well, if it's not real butter, what is it then? And, when I find out, will I be able to believe it?"
Having captured the audience in his reflective glasses, the lead singer made for the exit, hoping they wouldn't figure out how to escape before he got the ransom.
Guy with orange braids: Some FREAK over there is taking my picture!
Out of State singing in perfect harmony. Of course, it was a Milli Vanilli song, but nobody is perfect.
The crowd - before caffeine was served.
Just don't call him Mr.Tambourine Man. He really hates that.
The glasses weren't to block the sun, but to prevent further drumstick initiated eye trauma.
The microphone was made of sweet sweet candy.
"This marble finish looks pretty good. Should I get this on my kitchen counters or go for the more traditional wood? Choices choices..."