We're all going to die of something, but I know I won't die of stomach cancer.
My inspiration was Captain Lou Albano on angel dust.
The remains were found in an ancient lake bed near the town of Changma.
Get this, I call him Hagar the Horrible.
Our feeling was, it could be dangerous in a tightly sealed environment but not in a shopping mall-type environment.
So basically you're saying you lost my tiger-stripe spandex.
Come on, Lazaria, it's OK.
He's good, but he's no Scatman.
What do "waterproof," "all day," "UVA/UVB protection," and "sunblock," mean to you?
Nah, I gotta practice my spin kicks.
When it comes to sexuality a certain malaise is still there, taboos and problems persist.
Booz-ely booz-ely bop!