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| Home: Cheap tricks always stay in cheap hotels. Age: As follow: Rick – cartoon stage; Robin – all grown-up and going to boy/girl parties; Tom – achieving gonadic maturity; Bun E. – full Rotary Club membership. Profession: Ex-stock boys, pin stters, and teenage waitress pinchers; now professional pick-spitting poseurs. Hobbies: Vacationing near nuclear test sites; scraping solidified sweat from concert hall floors for use making records; forcefully clothing every man, woman and child in America with their t-shirt garments; sending away for Christian marital aids. Last Book Read: Son Of Stan Lee by the Mad Peck. Last Accomplishment: Slept together in one bed without any evidence of lunar secretions. Quote: "Nick Lowe likes us. You will, too!" Profile: Obscuro riff-raff with a penchant for audio-tweaking pubescent breasts, these guys still twitch with deep-seated claustrophobia from their 6.2 million consecutive cookie box concerts. A true personification of the odds 'n' sodomies school of Mungo Jerryism set to electrical outlets. Hubba hubba. Beer: Boy Howdy! |
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Photo by Bob Alford
