Roller Disco Fan Prints

'And now it's time for all-skate. Well, except for Sam.'

Rollerskating during COVID

'I guess every team needs a creative renegade.'

"I go that extra mile!"

'Make him laugh, make him cry.'

Man on psychiatrist's couch: 'It was a cry for help, really - I tried to slash my wrists with rollerblades.'

"Depending on my mood, I go to a different part of the house: Master listens to jazz, Mistress to classical and Young Master to rock and roll..."

Elvis Purresley impersonators.

Mick Jagger.

Mick Jagger

It's busy at the amusement park. The adrenaline's been having fun on the roller coaster, but the stomach cell looks queasy on the tilt-a-whirl! The hormones are going into the tunnel of love again, and the helium atoms are heading toward the complaint booth. They're saying the parachute drop didn't work for them. Any other problems down there? Yeah, the white blood cells are being kicked out. Apparently they tried to attack the staph!

A 1950's Barber Shop

"You're sucking all the fun out of my misery."

Fuzz - The audience outnumbers the band.

Rolling Stones

At Graceland everything has been left the same as the day Elvis died.

Have you ever sued anyone for slander or libel, Randy? Indeed I have, little buddy. It was 1979. Francis Melba stood up in the middle of the cafeteria and accused me - in front of all the other kids - of being "nothing special." So I stood atop my table, ripped my shirt in two, slowly smoothed out my mustache, and then proceeded to flex my pecs, one at a time. HOJ. The sunlight streaming in through the windows scattered off my bouncing pecs like a disco ball. That's when Melba knew he was toast.

'I like your spirit - nine out of ten people would admit roller-disco wasn't for them!'

Hard Rock Cafe.

Who said money was not a motivator?

Dirty Grazing.

Keith Richards

Dog on skates.

Elvis Costello

"I'm all shook up."

Dancing

John Lennon

"Play dead!"

Boogie Fever

'OK Pal, whatever you say - here comes a bowtie!'

'Poop!'

Amy Winehouse

New York Stocks

Elvis Marks the Death of the Single.

"We've got Sid Gordon on drums, Foxy Jones on bass and Bud Kelly on drugs!"