The Penguin Called Jenny

Never before has a fugshot caused my brain to almost malfunction because of the dozens of images flying at me. I saw DEATH, an anorexic Penguin, an overcooked Gollum, Mr. Burns in need of a haircut and a methed-up Riff Raff. Who knew that Phil Spector was hiding a mullet and some broke down plugs underneath his wig. This mug shot is trying to lure me into the back of a van by promising me endless supplies of candy. I am not taking the candy. NO. Send your dry cleaning bill to The Smoking Gun for...

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