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The Bowl of Fire brings the Swing!
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Don't strain yourself, Andrew, you've got a long show
ahead of you.
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He may not look like it, but he is a god.
No, really, he is!! Take my word for it.
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Kevin, what are you doing back there?
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How he makes me feel inside.
They don't call them the Bowl of Fire for nothing!
I hope he stays away from Montana - they have enough fire.
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That's what I'm talkin' about -
They're on Fire!
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How did they make that little boy's head transparent?
Oooh, spooky.
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Kevin - you rock - you swing - you samba - we love you.
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Kick it - and leave them dancing in the street!
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I was so far back and behind tall humans and most of these
are really bad. I mean bad.
Remember, I warned you, these suck.
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Oooh, two of the chilluns at once.
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Matt pondering sober people acting drunk.
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Oh, why can't people stay still - they clipped Ward with
their head.
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Three little Chilluns, Can you even tell who they are?
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Mattie and Wardie, feeling closer than ever
after the hip shakin' Virginia.
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OK, one good shot out of... how many?
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I told you what would happen when you rubbed these two
together!
They're trying to start their own Bowl of Fire.
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