The Internet forgives, but it never forgets. (real fun begins at 2:30)

It was the eighties. Things were different. Phil Simms figured you’d have to drive to your cousin’s house in Nebraska on Thanksgiving and bring a VCR tape if more than two people were ever going to see this thing. He had no idea that he’d be digitized and displayed on the Interwebs forevermore along with the waitress from Mel’s Diner in a cheetah-print Tarzan-and-Jane outfit with her breasts in low Earth orbit around her torso.

I have no idea why Todd Christensen is wearing a motorcycle helmet.