No over-the-top sexual posturing, no singer-on-the-verge-of-tears and no clumsy falls - just a fake bear, singing chickens and a vocal solo from one Dr. Bunsen Honeydew.
That's not to say this is all silly. There's some old-fashioned pyro, and things threaten to get violent with a cleaver-wielding Swedish Chef.
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
at 8:00 am