David Hasselhoff is trying to get his daughters into the music business and calls their two-girl group "The Hoff Drops." No one can be certain this early in their I wish Kitt would have a sit down with David. The voice I know as Mr. Feeny's would calmly, rationally, and sort-of Britishly say to him "Now, David. I know you're not shitfaced and I don't have a Wendy's hamburger to convince you completely, but don't you think "Hoff Drops" is kind of...well...gross?"
Seriously, dude. Hoff Drops? Was that some sort of slang for whatever the hell you used to leave behind after West German concerts back in '87? Did people collect them and smuggle them to East Germany? Could they cure livestock diseases nd infant maladies and serve as religious relics when pieces of the True Cross weren't available? While you're at it, think you could market their stuff on bottles of Purell and maybe Plan B boxes?
And once more, just because it's so creepy....
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