The many faces of one Skip Bayless

Skip Bayless starts off with his predictably catty 'I will not look at you,
I will not speak to you' silent treatment.


Bayless quickly points out what a liar everyone is, and that his face is actually only 3/4 rubber.


Pretending he simply wants to do some 12 oz. curls, Bayless moves in for the kill with his signature 'Kung Fu the crap out of you' arm chop.

Clearly not pleased with the amount of fear he's instilled, Bayless locks into his patented 'I will murder the crap out of you' doom face.


With the anger inside him blatantly consuming his belly, Bayless vomits up ten miniature's Skip aliens who proceed to mess up all of his crappy notes.


Upset and embarrassed, Bayless crushes an invisible head of his own likeness.


After being calmed (read: sedated) by producers, Skip works up a creepy
'kiss & make-up' peace offering.


As the meds take control, the inevitable 'Bayless baby talk' runs rampant.


After realizing there is simply no god, producers begin chewing on electrical cords while Bayless rocks a surprisingly dead-on Billy Idol impression.


Bayless suddenly begins to Hulk up after a renegade production assistant plunges him in the ass with a steroid syringe.

Hulked up Bayless deftly thwarts off sure death by catching a grenade in his mouth and quickly firing it out of his ass like a space rocket.

Bayless, now back on his game and clearly focused, begins his spastic finger pointing routine before sprouting wings and abruptly flying off the set.

After the remaining living producers successfully talk Bayless back to the set, Howard Bryant, now a shell of himself, confesses, "I fear Skip Bayless."