UPDATE: This one is dedicated to guitar God, Eddie Van Halen.
Who in their right mind doesn’t love a good montage? I sure as shit do – so I whipped this one together. I think it depicts the underlying greed that purveyed the eighties, as well as the somewhat force-feeding of how everything was beautiful, delicious, and tantalizing; no matter how much you thought the world was gonna end by nuclear war. It also had some great tits.
Wow, remember when it was nuclear missiles we were afraid of and not someone sneezing too close to you?