I don't know what's more awkward here. The guy/girl/shemale in the green, no... neon greenspandex Storm Shadow jump suit. Or, the dude with the strange "heh, it's naughty bits are on the back of my neck" grin on his face. Please also explain to me why there appears to by a mutant lobster claw coming up from the crowd behind the fro'ed visage of neon gonorrhea gearing up to drag it back to the depths from wince it came. Anyone? A little help here? I told you those Varmint Cong bastards are crazy once the ice pack above Minneapolis reaches its seasonal thickness of 26 feet.
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