Sagging jeans and public pajamas *both* look stupid to me, and anybody who wants to impress me wouldn't wear them... but why should everybody try to impress me? I know that not everybody cares what I think about how they look, and I'm okay with that. How could anybody with a sense of humor actually try to appoint themselves the fashion police?

The good news is that the most venomous spiders are not found in one place, but are spread all over the globe.

That's not good news at all! If all the venomous spiders were in one place, we could just not go there.

I've always loved "Make a circuit with me" by the Polecats.

Video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xo-4w9A6sVE

I frankensteined a stuffed horse toy and a couple of stuffed monkeys into a half-pony-half-monkey monster for my girlfriend the other year.

Now, we our married. "Skullcrusher Mountain" was the song for the first dance at our wedding.

If you think this is too geeky, we'd like to introduce you to our assistant, Scarface.

I *remember* these things! They were in the back of all the martial arts magazines in the late 80s. They were supposed to let you do high kicks, and still look great^Was great as Chuck Norris.

Does anybody know if they *worked*?