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Motley Poo
Kruelly Mot!
motley true
Theatre of Incontinence
Croaking in the Boys’ Room.
Shitstart My Fart
Most Awkward Night of Your Life
Ani-meh
Looks that Kill (your eyes)
You can’t parody guys who look like this. They’ve already done it as well as can be done.
Soul Patch Whiskers
Croaking in the Boys Room is pretty awesome.
Is this actually a band or just some guys hanging out at East End?
Churls, churls, churls
I don’t like how tubby with the poodle hair is angling for position behind that cute little blonde girl in the front.
Nikki Suxx
Theatre of Foot Pain
Don’t Go Away Mad (Just Go Away)
same OLD shituation (s.O.s)
If You Turn Us Upside Down We Are Still Somehow Frowning
@ Steve R, similarly, 8 year old Colin thought the chicks on the front of Poison’s Look What The Cat Dragged In were smokin’ hot, but had no idea why they were there.
(note: Dr. Feelgood and Appetite for Destruction were the first tapes young Colin owned. It has been all downhill since then.)
Burrito Penis
Too Sad For Love
Shit Brickhouse
Soulpatch Adams & the Pad Buns
Pout at the Devil
Evening at the Improv
+1 Pout at the Devil
Honorable Mention: Burrito Penis
Dr. Squealgood
Mött the Hööple
Tätz Ön Önë Ärm
Jerry Won’t Wear the Hair (Fucker)
Mötley Crud This Chair’s Been Pissed On Ain’t It
The AED’s. Dude on the right gots bags.
Spinal Crap
“We rock for a quarter”
They’d probably do it for an eighth. Or die in the attempt.
Old Folks Home Sweet Home
Dr. Lookbad
Too flacid for love
(Where are all the) girls, girls, girls
10 cialis to love
Harumph at the devil
Three guys, a girl, and a pizza place.
Saw KISS last year with my kids. Tried to explain to them that it was as much about the showmanship as the music. It was awesome. awesome close seats for $50 a ticket bought outside 5 mins before show started at http://www.tickethold.com/concerts/motley-…