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I dunno, I guess Josh enjoys dressing
up as a woman. Or something.
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Speaking of women... April flaunts
her stuff. Did someone say 'supermodel'? That's right, babe!
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And, erm, Maurice flaunts his stuff. You know, I don't
think I'll comment on this one.
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I'm not quite sure what's going on here, but these guys are so
professional and all that it must be something that's really technical
and makes perfect sense. Or maybe not.
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Maurice again. I can't think who he reminds me of here,
but those teeth... those little beady eyes...?! I dunno, is it moleman?
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See! Look at those wheels! Yee-haw!
Were we having fun or what!
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Ooops.
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Hey, check it out -- these things come off! Actually,
after I saw Doug rip the door off his jeep, I began to understand
why his wife wouldn't let him drive her jeep.
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A word from our sponsor.
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Another word from our other sponsor.
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I liked this shot of Maurice so
much that I made it into a movie poster. Go Maurice baby!
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A nice shot of a wheel. Oh yeah, and Josh doing a really cool
macho pointy thing with the gun. Love that wheel. That's real
mud y'know.
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Who said making movies wasn't dangerous!
Bob thought this puppy was some kind of pit viper, or it may be
a Trimeresurus mucrosquamatus. Whatever it is, you probably wouldn't
want the little sucker to bite you. Personally I'm glad it's dead.
Glad! Do you hear! Glad Glad Glad!
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Hold on, not so fast. You don't
get out of here until you've oohed and aahed at the nice flowers.
That's better.
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OK, off you go. Y'all come back now, y'hear?
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