Mosh Pit Enthusiast Mugs

And then, right in the middle of a Warrant/Winger double bill, Rob Myers becomes the first person in history to actually have his socks rocked off.

Upper class child with toy cruise ship.

Designer Kangaroo Pocket

"He was orphaned at an early age and raised by two giant moths."

Herding lava back to the fire pit.

"Hon, do you think it's time you took a break from the light therapy lamp?"

'Look. A mom with a handy carrying case.'

'Now, you can SWASH, and you can BUCKLE, but you can't SWASHBUCKLE.'

Sporting snobs talk about hunting on turnpike roads

Science Books. Do you have any books about Lepidoptera? Yes, and would you like to join "The Book of the Moth Club"?

Now this is Dr. Brainstorm, he's trying to breed a moth that will eat synthetics.

"We'd like some scenes from Genesis over here, followed by David composing the Psalms over there, and at the end, let's have Abraham pointing the way to the coat room."

Ball pit

Mothematics: The group of sciences that dealt with the quantities, magnitudes, geometries, algebra and calculi of moths.

We had to use my wife's pouch as a diaper bag.

'What did you say? 'The light is nothing but an ordinary streetlamp'? Oh no! My own son is an atheist??!'

"It's 'Modern Music Night' tonight. Will you be joining the others in the mosh pit?"

"Mom says you are going to play in the sand."

The Habits of the Night Moth

"Yeah, you can drawl the drawl, but can you mosey the mosey?"

Why moths should not drive at night.

'I'd take that with a pinch of salt if I thought the council could spare any.'

Whoa! A Solar eclipse of the Moo, man!

"They don't really say 'mooo'. It's more of a low, doleful, 'uuummmmggghhh'. Go ahead, try it."

Foodie Bank

Piss Bull

'I'm sorry, Marvin, but I've fallen in love with a light bulb.'

"Hon, do you think it's time you took a break from the light therapy lamp?"

Lepidopterist Heaven

"Honey, they just can't resist it."

Now this is Dr. Brainstorm, he's trying to breed a moth that will eat synthetics.

'There's a wizard, three hobbits and an elf out here inquiring about a ring.'

'I think I'm a moth.'

"I'm surprised you checked this out, Gracie."

'Oh, for cryin' out loud! Helen, I've gotta go, Harold is attacking the lamp again.'