What’s confusing is the fact that these kids seem to be stuck in 1992 (doubting highly they’re old enough to remember 1992) when it was perfectly acceptable to style oneself after James Hetfield, and the topic of conversation would inevitably circle back to which song by Black Sabbath was more righteous, “War Pigs” or “Paranoid.”

What’s amusing is that it looks as if they manage to focus most of the paint on the wall until the second head dunk. They manage to add a touch more of the accent color to the target area but it becomes obvious the floor saw most of the action when they topple over like freshmen chicks in a mosh pit at a Sepultura concert.

And, hey, did anyone else take note of the bunk beds in the background? I’m guessing mom is going to be pissed when she discovers sissy’s room is now an ode to Jackson Pollock.

Beavis and Butt-head would be proud.