My step mother was a merchandiser for American Greetings back in the 80's and 90's. I was the Easter bunny at a promotional event once.

That suit was a torture chamber. A fluffy iron maiden. The inside smelled of people desperate for air that was not fetid with their own evaporated sweat.

But, a bunch of cheerleaders from my school sat on my lap... Seventeen year old me consider that an even exchange.

And this is why these have mesh over the mouth now!

The drummer that was rejected from Angine De Poitrine

I've always thought this photo was disturbing. Now I think it's extremely disturbing.

Wait, is that Davie504??

Soon

Next time on Welcome to Derry

As you can see in his eyes he isn't smiling.

Cut the salary!! /s

They sense its presence.

I read the title in Chef's voice. Then I saw the lower pic and was like: nope, that's some North American Marlin Brando Look Alike type shit.

Those kids looked into the maw of madness and inevitably spiraled into the abyss.

Uncle Pedro?

It's Michael Jackson!