Wow, so it's a show about ghosts and yet it's Janine's pointy glasses they're worried will freak out the kids? Yeesh.

The Adventure Time one is pretty widely available: https://www.scribd.com/docu…

The refrain is 'Come on while I get off' repeated over and over again. How was this ever not a song about public masturbation?

If my local Hot Topic is anything to go by, Ramones-branded underpants are probably already a thing.

Yeah, I wear Calvins. You want to know why?

Galileo Figure, oh? Magnifico!

It did, too - I forgot about that. I heard from a couple of people that the beer itself wasn't too bad, but I couldn't bring myself to buy any. Even seeing it at Fred Meyer just made Young Idealistic Me want to punch Old Cynical Me.

If you want proof that we're in the darkest timeline, Sub Pop teamed up with a local brewer here in the PNW to put out a Sub Pop-themed beer. It's called 'Loser', and its slogan is 'Corporate Beer Still Sucks'. I kid you not.

They might have occurred at the same time as grunge, but they were the anti-grunge in terms of their approach and image.

Wow, that's an image I can't unsee.

OK, setting aside Limp Bizkit's terrible, terrible, oh-Sweet-Jeebus-I'm-a-white-man-and-I'm-super-cranky music, I want to expand on something that's only been touched on in a few comments.

Yes, thank you for bringing that up. It's what I came here to mention. Plus, Durst kept whooping the crowd up even though security staff told him that they needed him to help them calm everyone down to avoid a tragedy occurring.

It was when I was 21 and standing in the back of a major rock festival watching Korn that I thought for the first time in my life "Nope, I'm too old for this shit."

No doubt this point has already been made, but Billy Corgan was not from Seattle, and had nothing to do with the Seattle music movement (aside from boning one of its peripheral players), and said as much many, many times during the height of the Smashing Pumpkins.

And at one point he reputedly came home after seducing a wealthy American heiress, complaining that he was quite literally shagged out.

Donald Sturrock's biography of Dahl is quite eye-opening, particularly about the extent to which Dahl's later books were rescued in the editing.

It's a little-known fact that the final book was going to be called Harry Potter and The Magical Farting Boner Corpse, and Voldemort was going to poot his way all the way to Azkaban before exploding.

At least you can spell Human Centipede. Whoever designed these cards can't.

I quite enjoyed the Harold Smith storyline. If someone did a fan edit, they could probably get a nice tidy eight episodes out of that, the better parts of the Windom Earl storyline, and the stuff towards the end about the Owl Caves.

'No Animals Were Harmed …' goes back even further than that. Britain had specific legislation around animal cruelty in films as early as the 1930s.