BACKSTAGE

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Where the Stars Tank Up & Let Their Images Down

Mick and Automobiles Part II: As you'll remember from last month, Mick's coordination had been impaired by way of some unsolicited "snoozies". Happily their car escaped the fracas sans damage, however not without constable scrutiny. Here Mick is made to "walk the white" while undercover agents check the trunk of his car for contraband and/or Keith Moon's body.

Would we be so low as to suggest that Bob Welch is about to reach around and untie this poor disheveled flamenco dancer's dress? Need you ask?

Meatloaf: Hey, boy.... You ever hear of a . Fatting Average? Reggie thinks: I ain't talking to him, 'cause if I do they gonna stick my ass in CREEM magazine!

Elista Parry Starts New Fad: Hubby Squatting! Whenever Joe gets restless and/or tries to catch the eye of any passing fur, Elissa effectively squelches the thought.

Looks like we've been dipping in the puff again, 'ey fellows? Mr. Sutherland: Toga! TOGA ! Mr. Belushi: You mean that there could be an entire universe existing right inside the dimple on your chin?