I'll See Yr Rock & Roll Express...

...and raise you Tommy Rogers & Bobby Fulton, The Fantastics. While the embedded clip above lacks double drop-kicks, incessant waist and knee gyrations, matching mustaches, and (closely related) a palpable homosexual attraction/tension amongst two lifelong friends as its meta narrative, it more than compensates for these deficiencies with bare chested high-fives, incensed shirt tossing, Chip-n-Dales inspired ring attire, the ogling of ladies in loose-fitting and non-revealing clothing, a horny pigeon no doubt coked up out of its diseased mind, synchronized hugging, and a valuable lesson to any aspiring derelict that headquartering one's hitchhiking expedition in the middle of a bridge on the freaking interstate freeway may not be the wisest option.

Not surprisingly, this video was also produced by the fine folks in the Mid-South Wrestling territory, circa 1985/1986.

Man, I really worked up a sweat typing up this post. Better take my shirt off.