You gotta admit that by the 90s that scene probably liked the name "punk" better than what we called them in the 80s: "shitty bands." Too bad they chose the name of an already existing genre full of great bands and music.

You and Sheena, dude.

Marge Schott was a great philosopher and humanitarian. As was Schottie.

"Strawberry Spring"

If Dowd really meant ZMF-style climax, then I'm in.

Aww shit! The dot matrix printer's jammed again.

Nooooo! We want a prime time soap based on the song Desert Moon first!!

And then he rusted to shit in the Tropics of Sir Gallahad.

Wasn't that a Huey Lewis and the News song?

And Tin Machines make even shittier bands.

Just for the record:  Tin is a shitty material to make robots out of.

Where have you gone John DiMaggio?

"Applying a paradigm consistent with the Oxford English Dictionary's definition of 'guilt' to the AH-277cM/4 Model Number 1534623546245151-c which shall henceforth refer to itself as 'me' is a non-sequitur emphasis added."

Exactly so.

What's this about a shark fee?

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Whiskey, Pussy, and Mr. Wu's Sausage

A joint and a few Old Milwaukees and everbody's a freaking comedian.

magnum opus

String theory.