Tyler gathering important feedback during the concert.
You know he's a rockstar because of the glasses. Dead giveaway.
Pepper plays with only pants. Everyone loves alliteration.
"Two sticks, two normal sticks. Now watch while I pull a rabbit from out of my cymbal...."
"Ack...ack. I think I ate a bug."
The first crowd surfer of the evening gets the boot. And, apparently, a bit of a leg massage.
No man nor beast can control the hair.
There's no way this could end badly.
"Someone...someone stole my socks! You monsters! Those were a gift!"
This guy was too happy not to include.
Inside the wind tunnel of Hawaiian rock.
This was four guys slam dancing off to the side of the field. Seriously.
You never know when spontaneous combustion is going to strike. Live life to the fullest.
Misty's notebook said it was almost time to "Paint the elephant orange with the blood of citrus." She wasn't sure what that entailed, but the notebook had never led her astray before.
