The Weirdest Photos Of Mike Love You Can Find

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SNAP INTO A SLIM JIM!!!!!


OOOOOHHH YEAHHHHHH!

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C Reuteurs : Beach Boys Frontman Mike Love signs on to star in Columbia's "Ms. Doubtfire II"

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So, I told him, "Look Jimi, I know you're pretty good, but you're playing your guitar BACKWARDS, dumbass!"

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"And I'll tell you another thing.  You're just like your mother."

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"Colllllummmnatttedd Ruinnnsss...... "

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"Mike, you've done a really good job with the memorial, but; you do know Al's not dead, right?"

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"Mike, you've done a really good job with the memorial, but; you do know Al's not dead, right?"

Ron, totally do something with this!

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"And lord, please send us some better looking cheerleaders in Milwaukee.  In his name I pray, Amen."

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"Not Guilty... Not Guilty.. PLEASE Not Guilty.... Not Guilty... PLEASE Lord Not Guilty...."

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"So, as I understand it, all the priests convene in Rome, and they get together in a building, and send out smoke signals so the rest of the world outside knows if they've reached a unanimous decision on whom the pope should be. "

Bruce "Yeah, but Mike... you're not Catholic"

Mike: "f*** You Bruce, This is going to work.... can you imagine the crowds we could pull at the Vatican? "

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"Mr. Love, there doesn't appear to actually be any wounds on your head... this is just face paint.  Hey wait... are you trying to get out of another Reunion Tour?"

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"And now Ladies, I'm going to discuss the pink Elephant in the room.  As we warned you when you signed up for Advanced Pilates... sometimes Mr. Love attempts to sneak into the Wednesday afternoon classes in drag.  I would advise everyone to put their sarongs back on until the police show up..."

 

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"And sir, how's the fit?"

Mike: "I don't know.  I mean, I feel like I've perfected my Chemistry, but I still haven't Defied Gravity.  Maybe some more fruffles around the tush area"

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Teacher: "Children, our Guest Speaker is very emotional.  Mr. Love, are you alright?"

"I... I um.  Children.  I'm... I'm. trying to find the strength... to properly emote to you... exactly what my spirit, what my aura... what my aura meant when I created the word 'Excitations' "

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Mike (in his head): Just act natural Mike, just act natural!

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I was going to write something smart ass about how Mike was mad that Brian wasn't there, but to be honest... Mike looks sad that Brian's not there.  I wonder if that's exactly what he was thinking?  They set up an album cover shoot, big deal, everybody shows up but Brian's conspicuously not there.  Mike's young there, I wonder if he knew that 40 more years were going to pass, and Brian still wouldn't be there?

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Mike: ...and guys...I tell ya... it's gonna be...like...hawaiian shirts...everywhere....

[Pretty Funky]

...."and finally, get BRI to sign over the band name to me and Bruce for another summer!"

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I'm gonna slay dat.  Cuz I'm a slay-ya.  And you... are... no, wait... uuuh F-ck!  ... wait... ok, ok...
and you've got to give props, to my rappin' chops!

And don't you be hatin'.  Or hesitatin'.  This ain't no reunion, I'm insinuating.
We're forward blazin'!

Bruce:  Word, Michael.

Mike:  It's the real deal.  Brain slipped on a Banana peel.

Bruce:  Uh.

Mike:  Cuz I'm legit.  Cuz I'm the reeeal sh-t, yo.
We ain't playin' Kokomo.  Not no mo'.

Bruce:  Nope.

We're reinventin'.  Bustin' outta San Quentin.  Or where ever....

Bruce: Mmm.

Mike:  So take off your sweater...
Cuz I do it better.
All summer, if I let 'her.

Bruce:  Let her.

Servin' up the dope rhymes your mother never let her.  Hear.
So I'll take it slow to your ear...

Cuz you gotta go... to the new improved Mike Love-Beach Boy show!

Bruce:  Fuuuuuuuuuuuuu-k yeah!!

[Bean Bag]

Angela:  Miz, tell your dad to stop touching my ankle.
Miz:  He's not my dad, he's Tricia's.

Tricia: He's not my dad!  I thought he was yours!
Miz:  He's not mine!

Mike:  And boom goes the dynamite.

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Yeeeah.  You guys smell that?
Deep breaths.  Take it all in boys.  Take it all in....

Dennis:  You're f-ckin' dead...
Al:  I pray that's the last we'll hear of the FaRTs album, eh Mikey?
Mike:  I don't know, I can't hear you.  You're not tall.

Bruce:  I don't smell anything...
Carl:  Try standing here...
Bruce:  Oh wait.  Now I do...

Mike:  Smells like success, Bruce...
Al:  Success, like your brown paper bag pants?

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Al:  Ya see.  Now, that's the sign of good tailor!

Mike:  F-ck that... who's got my f-cking jacket?
Dennis:  Here.  I think this is yours...
Mike:  I knew it was you Dennis.

Brian:  Yeah, well... if I can't find those tickets, we're not flying out of here tonight...
Carl:  I just want to go home and eat a plate of spaghetti.

Dennis:  Are you sure you didn't give the tickets to Mike?
Brian:  No, they were in my jacket...
Mike:  I don't have them... ask Dennis, he's the thief.

Al:  You just don't see a hem like this...

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Yeah.  I know the song is awful.
But as awful as Bruce's shirt?
Bruce:  Yeah... as my shirt?

Stamos:  Well, no... but --
Mike:  Then shut the f-ck up.  Shut the f-ck up and play the song.
From the top.  Let's go!

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Paul (thinking):  I'm more important than him... so why is he talking?
Mike:  What?  I basically invented the Beatles.  I did.  You gonna f-ck with me?

Paul (thinking):  And he's stuupid.

Ringo:  There's a total of 9 pickles in my hotel room.
3, I will give to a stranger.
4, will remain uneaten.
And the rest...

...will also remain uneaten.