So, there was this group of guys, see, and they started a band.
They just wanted to make music together.
Their PR people thought they needed a good visual hook to make them stand out from the competition.
One proposal was to play up the band's natural athleticism.
In retrospect, the idea was kind of laughable...
...although it wasn't the worst proposal they saw.
Not by a long shot.
One guy wanted to pay homage to The Mystery Men, for God's sake,
And another tried to make Patrick over into the image of a suburban housewife,
(Pete pointed out that Patrick is kind of girlish, and it made the baby Patrick cry
until Pete made it up to him)
Someone suggested, 'something big! Theatrical! With an insane kabuki/carnival theme!'
That, Pete said, isn't even our fucking band, fuck you very much.
It was the last straw. 'Hold it right there, mister!' Andy said do the stuffed shirt from the PR firm. 'Pete here has a brilliant idea.'
We're gonna do this our way. And our way is just a bunch of guys
playing our music
and hanging out
in our very own, special, homoerotic way
And if you don't like it, Andy will fuck. you. up.
And they lived happily ever after...