Welp.

Nicolas Cage could be gone.

That movie was my shit when I was like seven.

The same can be said about the Wicker Man.

Me and my little sister's best friend as best man and maid of honor at her wedding (1985).
Got to see her recently and she's still a doll. :beer: That's the kind of **** that makes life worth living.

https://scontent.fsan1-1.fna.fbcdn.n...4e&oe=581390B1

Now this is just gratuitous... Either keep the mustache and drop the smile, or vice versa, but you're not allowed to have both.

Are you sure he wasn't just drinking some chocolate milk?

The mustache was the worst phase of my life.

Yeh... way worse than the pedophilia. :rolleyes:

Hey, pedophilia is what wakes me up in the morning. Gets my blood pumping.