billy boby phil yay mickey

Oh, Bobby. We’ll get to you.

Mickey has stolen Billy’s mustache in the photo above, but been nice enough to leave him (Billy) one of his (Mickey’s) shirts (Dead). Billy looks odd without the lip-mongoose: where does he hide his secrets and dreams?

Phil is trying out a new thing where he shows the crowd his package while dropping a Phil Bomb; he calls it ‘the Presidential Suite” and Jill told him she liked it but she was lying.

Seriously, Mickey: give Billy his mustache back.

Is that corn behind them?

And finally: Bobert Herbert Walker Weir. The amount of photos of you in which one cannot decide what the worst thing is, is astonishing. It’s the goofy-bastard version of DiMaggio’s hitting streak.

You found, for example, the one thing that doesn’t go with the color white. Besides jeans, obviously. White jeans are for premature ejaculators and spokespeople for terrorist organizations.

Also, the fact that you and Phil have THE EXACT SAME HAIRCUT is kinda freaking me out over here.

Also also: rape whistle.