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Hat Pick Night!

Hat pick Haiku:

Hat pick night at last.
Will Rob play Frank-N-Furter?
Oh, the sweet suspense!

Rolls go into one hat, cast draws from hat, cast plays drawn rolls? Difficult? no. Is bringing happy for all!


[Quick note: these pages are a bit Burrito-heavy. That's because most of the good photos I got were of our favorite picante-packed pugilist. Everybody else was great, too, but I don' got nothin' on em. A perfect example is Wednesday as Rocky. She was adorable, but the only shot I got of her was an extreme closeup with a tiny li'l Larry in the background. I really wanted to do an "HOH vs. Mecha-Wednesday" caption, but I didn't think she'd appreciate it ; )]

Well, if you can't have Wenz as Rocky, you can at least have this little Freudian shot.
What the hell is Rob doing here? Testing Burrito's bathwater?

Say, innit supposed to say '_In_this_style_ 10/6'?
And Who's this comely, amply-headed haberdasher?

Leah with a guy.  I know.  I never thought I'd see it, either.
Marvin the Martian seems to know there's something wrong with this picture.

Mom!  Sally!  Uncle Ernie!  Cousin Kevin?
This is so much like my family photo album it's scary.

I tolja I didn't have a caption.  Did you think I was _kidding_?  Well, _DIDJA_?!
I have no caption for this. This Larry-Tim love-line-segment thing just makes my brain spin gears. Couldn't resist including the picture, though. It's just so... Mockable. Tell ya what: let's all play "what's Tim thinking in this picture? I'll start. Ahem! "Tonight, I'll eat like a king!" See? It's one o' them double entendre thangs.

Hokay, heel-toe-heel-toe-chair-ladder-table.  No, no, heel-toe-_toe_-heel-toe-chair...
The Flying Burrito is Lord of the Dance!