So… seemingly endless, comma-spliced sentences, mostly about leather jackets? And at least one use of the phrase "eyes like two pissholes in a snowbank"? Perhaps i'll give this one a miss.

You have no idea what i think, George. Trust me.

Immigrant Kane
7 1/2
Just Withnail
Repo Boys
Straight to Purgatory
Dogs Blasting Off

"London Bone"
- puts the Cock back in Moorcock

Mr. T.E.T. Seriously: Thank You. You've given me strength to live on in this, our [post-]modern era, despite the ubiquitousness of people like "George". Seriously.

A Tale of Two Sunken Cities

Although, admittedly, Fun Boy 3 does indeed suck royally.

Yeah, yeah, you liked them back when they were cool, now they totes suck, we get it.

Gelateria Naia down on Columbus has Horlicks gelato, no lie. I've got a pint, well, a few teaspoons anyway, in the freezer. Envy me.

The bartender looks at them and says "What is this, some kind of a joke?"

That would be wonderful, should such an ideology still exist or have any realistically electable spokespeople. If you can get it together, you've certainly got *my* vote.

Yeah, in retrospect, i missed that point rather spectacularly. Perhaps more coffee is the answer.

And that would be worse than having it decided by semi-literate peasants… um, how, exactly?

We need a party for those of us who've had sex in our compost pile. Preferably led by Arsenio Billingham.

More like the Death of Democracy.
When the demagogic state-of-the-art reached the point that a critical mass of sheep could be persuaded to vote for their own fleecing, it pretty much spelled the end of the Great American Democratic Experiment. I think the best we can hope for now is a sort of semi-benevolent…

Russian sailors lived pretty hard. But, yeah, what you said. And about time, too. Plenty more, etc…

Carl's Jr./Hardee's Western Bacon Cheeseburger. End of argument.

A million pounds of what, exactly?

Zombie mockeries of my loved ones?! Um… website? eBay?

I pull out Are You Normal? every few years, and while the music is great, the production is just so fucking nice and polished and awful that i put it away again. God Fodder is truly awesome, though - i've never left a pit that close to puking from exhaustion before, or since.