And now is the time on Sprockets when we dance!
Obligatory shirt shot.
Whenever the band played a song flawlessly, the lead singer would run around to his bandmates and give them a big hug. It was therapeutic.
"Me hate hugs!'"
Brendan really wasn't being immature, he was panting. No sweat glands. He's kind of sensitive about it.
Meghann believed beating people and stealing their hats would earn her their power. It mostly earned her restraining orders.
Mike and I in a duel.
The further antics of Concussion Cal.
She believed in the power of the 1300s until she realized it was the century that the plague ravaged Europe. Now she had to change her lucky number and ATM PIN code.
Cameron Diaz makes friends with the soulless mechanical bull.
Until the bull realizes he doesn't need carbon-based friends.
And while Cameron laughs it off, she cries a little on the inside. Which is probably not internal bleeding.
Laughter soothes the savage beast.
Fans play guitar hero in a giant tent. Surrounded by a moat. Infested with leeches.
