

If only cloning cows and making the perfect steak had reached its apex where we could grab a clump of Riggle's chest hair and develop another sexy rowdy piece of military man-meat.
Damn you, science!
Good luck, Mr. Riggle....

Two wars, an economy in the tank, and now this? Rob Riggle is leaving The Daily Show to walk around the streets fighting crime, but with pipes like those, he's going to have to go way deep into the underbelly to find...











