How did I miss this picture when it was taken in late September?
Seriously, they are not from this planet. They were beamed here from a spaceship called BattleSmith Fuglactica, and they intend to OWN OUR ASSES with their movies and their shoulder pads and their giant hats and mesh coats and their singles about head-banging (seriously, approximately 80 percent of the lyrics to Willow’s finely wrought “Whip My Hair” involve her explaining that she is whipping her hair). If we don’t cooperate, that’s when we learn what the giant ebony tusk around Jada’s neck REALLY does. Hint: It might involve whipping, but probably does not involve your hair. So you might want to save yourself some time and agony, and genuflect.