Showing posts with label fugly mug. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fugly mug. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Here's to Your Cramming It
Judging from the "his 'n' hers" go-go dancer costumes, I'm guessing they're on the run after cheating on Lifetime's "Your Mama Don't Dance".
You know me; I'm not a huge fan of cut-outs to begin with. I mean, I know I've used them before, but they have to be placed sparingly and strategically. And for a bent, cone-headed oldster, they should be placed nowhere. Nobody wants to see your liver-spotted love handles, Gramps. And if you wear that nutty tunic over a filmy white bodysuit (as you are in this case) it just makes it worse. Because then I'm forced to employ my imagination.
And I can imagine some pretty freaky shit.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Souvlaki Squad
"Suddenly..." (at a Foo Fighters concert...)
"4th of July buttons"?! How the hell are those going to be helpful? Well they get Zorba into the county fair? He'll be able to buy a cotton candy and ride the tilt-a-whirl without fear of persecution?
I confess to finding Zorba a tad sexy. Just a tad, mind you. His Pan-faced mug is a mite too close to Jeremy Rizza's for my tastes. But the scruff is ambrosial. I'm not thrilled with that Dennis-the-Guerrilla stripey shirt. But then, the shirt doesn't have to stay on, heh-heh...
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