Greetings, my wax-headed compatriots, and welcome to Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum, located on historic 42nd Street in New York City! Today the beans get to hang out with the pseudo likenesses of some of the most famous (and infamous) people in history. First up, the beans take on Mr. Albert Einstein, who may know a thing or two about energy and mass, but sure seemed to be stumped when BATW Ambassador Katie asked him to explain why we drive on the parkway but park in a driveway...

Besides being here in NYC, Madame Tussaud's has locations in London, Honk Kong, Amsterdam, and Las Vegas. And speaking of Vegas, guess who the beans ran into! That's right, our frijole friends had the great honor of meeting the younger, much svelte King of Rock & Roll himself. As you can see, Elvis even took time to jot down the wonderful fried peanut butter and black bean recipe that the beans were relaying. No, no, King - thank YOU very much.

Tell me what you want, what you really, really want... Yes, the beans fulfilled one of their life's greatest goals - to become a Spice Girl, even if it was for just one day. Their new name? Frijole Spice, naturally. Of course, to fit into their new sequined Spice Girl costume, the beans will probably never be allowed to eat again, but hey - for a chance to star in Spice World 2? It's worth it, baby.

And proving that everybody likes beans, former New York city mayor Rudolph Giuliani even took time out of his busy speaking engagement tour to give the beans the key to the city. Of course, the key was actually to the Men's room in the 42nd Street subway station, but the beans will take what they can get...

Wasn't it cool of Robin Williams to hold the beans? (As if he had any choice in the matter...he's the one who posed with an open hand.) The beans had a good time hanging out with Robin, but I think he was a little insulted when they tried to shake his hand and get him to say "Nanu, Nanu."

See what happens when you try to sneak in without paying your admission??? Let this serve as a warning to others. Actually, these are bloody recreations of the recently beheaded Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette, who unwisely urged the French peasants "let them eat cake." Now, if she had suggested that they dine on black beans instead, perhaps she wouldn't have ended up impaled on the end of a stick, do you suppose?

Finally, the beans stopped to say good afternoon to a gargoyle, who looked mighty sad. Perhaps his depression was brought on by the goo that was running down his face, or maybe he has a charley horse in one of his wings from sitting there for eons, but regardless, the beans did their best to cheer him up. So they decided to try a joke. Quasimodo and Clopin were walking down the street when Quasimodo says, "Hey, Clopin. I'll bet you $10 that the next car to come around the corner is a green Volkswagen." So Clopin says, "You're on." Sure enough, the next car was a green VW. "How'd you do that?" Clopin asked as he paid up. "I don't know," Quasimodo answered. "I just had a hunch." It was soon after this that the beans found themselves being spit on by the stone creature.

Now remember, boys and girls: No celebrity endorsements are implied. This is strictly for fun, and we thank these candle-headed stars for their unbeknownst holding and/or posing with the legumes.