Tico a Spanish-speakin', blueberry-muffin-bakin', amazing-technicolor-dreamvest-wearin' badass. The guy owns at least one plane, a hot-air balloon, a boat, several cars, and has more nuts than the Texas state legislature.

Fiesta Trio says it's ok.

Happy place indeed. I don't think I enjoy kicking back with any album more than The Low End Theory. Check the rhyme, y'all.

Film industry rule number four thousand and eighty: Michael Rapaport is shadeeeee.

The Night of
Well, that was fun. I'll just see myself out now.

Angus Young FTW

I WANNA DIP MY BALLS…

@ Bearded Dude: I second all of those choices.

Wodehouse, I knew him from Happy Days first, but I didn't really think about it. What's kinda cool is to see him as a young Japanese officer in "Tora, Tora, Tora!"

Bill Clinton
should stop waving his cocaine hand.

Alice's Restaurant

Many Shuvs and Zuuls knew what it was to be roasted in the depths of the Slor that day, I can tell you!

I know where Fidel is coming from. I was in college when PJ Harvey was big on college/alternative radio, but I never got into her stuff.

Watch him jump in a pool…with dames!!

@Dave: I was always partial to Loree Jon Jones, especially after I saw her "hustle" in person.

A lot of pool pros at the time did a cameo in "The Color of Money." Floyd may have been one of them — I can't recall.

They call him the Bandit.

Hey Sarah Palin
Quit breakin' my cakes!

Middle-aged jackasses
I could see how Knoxville et al. could withstand this kind of punishment to their bodies when the show first started, but how in the hell does a 40-something guy continue to fling himself over trees in a grocery cart? I'm 41 and can pull a muscle just reaching for the remote.

Penny Marshall's Just Randomly Schlemieling the Schlimazel