Go Slinky go! Poetry in motion! It's the music that gets you, perfectly suited to its subject, not grandiose at all. This viewer, however, is partial to the quieter moments when one can make out the faint, steady, tap of each valiant Slinky flip... But seriously, it's kinda impressive. Watch out for the surprise ending... not.

We don't know what's going on here but it's pretty sexy. Whatever it is she's doing.

The state of Nebraska thinks they can protect the gays. We'll see if they're still singing that tune after I put on my Gilligan hat and read some gibberish at them.

We've never seen a Goose use the Force like this.

Easily confused.

On floppy drives.

All these stars have, at one time or another, conversed with Xenu or followed L. Rob Hubbard.

With aerosol deodorant and a lighter.

I wonder if quadruplets have souls? Maybe just a quarter of a soul?

I wanna work with these guys.

With a clean take down.

Imagine finding this pack on your back porch?!!?

Dominated by a man, with "Hey, Pachuco" from The Mask.

Pulled off with grace and subtlety.

You'd never catch me on this trail.

Playing the 'Imperial March' on the bagpipes, while riding a unicycle.

Finally, somewhere with worse potholes than Los Angeles.

Never a good idea.

More than you'd expect.

Let's find out what happens.