OK, let's see if I got this straight: the cheerleader wants the cowboy, the swimmer wants the cheerleader and the devil is just there to make sure everyone goes to hell for it.

"The gods are angry that Sam-anga does not have a drink in his hand! You will all suffer dearly for your insolence!"

Evil Princess Leia searches for her next victim.

Lynn's friend went a wee bit overboard with the makeup.

With this guy around, everybody looks like Mini-me.

She-Who-Used-To-Live-Under-the-Stairs and her ex-slumlord.

Which one is real?

Why do the ladies costumes always make them look so hot, yet...

...the guys always end up looking like extras from a bad movie?

Even the TV can't believe what it's seeing.

Steve helps lick the crumbs off Kenny's cheek.

Letting his real brain do the talking.

Jaret shows the tools used to keep women happy.

Buttley gone batty

Making sure she put on deodorant.

Steve tries to hide his true feelings for Kenny.

"So...you come here often?"

Nobel Prize laureates or just a couple of idiots? Hard to say.

Can't think of a better place to get the crap scared out of people.

OK, now everybody say "GAAAAHHHH!!!"

By the look of Sam's hat, things are starting to get out of control.

"I just had my nails done. You like?"

Lynn, Kenny and an unidentified partier.

The ladies

"Wait a sec! I don't remember this being in the lease agreement!!!"

The rockers always get the girl.

Lynn realizes something doesn't quite smell right about Sam.

The Catholic schoolgirl and the 'Chicago' flapper.

It's 3am.  Look who's left. Nobody can keep up with us!!!