Put a knife in this Sheep on Drugs mad scientist’s hand and he’s reading my mind as to what I’m doing as I creep up behind him on the dance floor.Comments/Enlarge |
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If long black trench coats were the sartorial warning sign for Columbine, what the fuck does a black-magic wizard-bunny getup portend?Comments/Enlarge |
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I wish I could tell you whether or not this Venice Beach Robocop’s legs were going “kzzzzzzzt kzzzzzzzt kzzzzzzzt kzzzzzzzt” with each step, but it was hard to hear over the sound of my mouth going “Haaaaa Haaaa Haaaa Haaaa.”
