nicklesanddimes

I was totally into 3-2-1-Contact; my parents used to have to peel me away from the screen for dinner. They even bought me a subscription to the magazine. The only thing that was creepy about that show was the guy in the black unitard who had toilet paper rolls on his eyes and mouth: remember? Someone would have a conversation with him and he'd pull down the sheets and change expressions, like some sort of paper-fetish mime.

Drummers are quick with the hands, aren't they?