You know how it goes. You’re in the car, trading insults with your Ed Hardy-lovin’ lady friend (she just called you a “stumpy bastard”) when, badda-bing, badda-boom, you start talking smack about her big toe. Big mistake, buster. Yeah, it’s all fun and games until somebody gets hurt by an off-the-wall Fred Flintstone crack. Fortunately, Sammi forgave Ron Ron for sticking his foot in it, but all that fighting had us DYING to get a look at this freakishly oversized appendage. So is it really large enough to power the entire Flinstonemobile? Our boy Kenny Santucci sat down with the love-hate birds to get the scoop on Sammi’s twinkletoes.