A wild Elvis appears.
Ron kept jumping in front of the camera. Focus be damned.
Classy.
Lost a sweater, gained a dog. And are those two brand new drinks?
Greg's signature move was "choking the pony".
The Rainbow Killers take no prisoners.
Because they're killers. That goes against their ethos.
Did Amy forget to feed her dinosaur before the party? I'm sure it's fine.
Some people respond to "say cheese!". Ron likes to pretend each picture taken of him represents another way he can kick someone in the nuts.
So concerned with Ron's insistence that Amy's head could come unscrewed, Sean didn't see the violence directed at him.
Ron: Bet you $1000 I can hit that lion at 1000 yards.
Sean: You're on, because that's a stuffed squirrel 10 feet away.
York's musical theater knowledge was vast. But it cleared the room when he belted out the theme to Xanadu followed by the underwater song from Bedknobs and Broomsticks.
So formal Greg had to wear a tie and take off his glasses.
Perfect proof that we never coordinated anything. Violence, affection, playfulness, all mashed together.
An iguana, a t-rex and a Reno blackjack dealer walk into a bar...
