flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Of course he’s Peter Criss. Who else could he be? Drums seemed a little too badass, though, so he gets a toy drum and the triangle. . . and now I’m going to get angry letters from triangle fans. This may or may not (it totally is) be related to my watching ‘Role Models’ the other night, which was fairly cute generally, not super amazing, but did feature the best epic battle between LARPers and a small but determined KISS army I’ve ever seen. I’ve seen at least three, so high praise. One of the KISS armies was made up entirely of hedgehogs. Also, I may have (definitely did) dreamed that.