Well I hope that at least some of them were made up, by the magazine or the letter writer, given the incest one I referenced up thread.

Read his autobiography. He's not joking about the chicken-fucking.

You want to talk sleazy, 80s-era Penthouse? A few years ago, I was in this thrift shop (more of a junk shop, actually) in Brooklyn, and they had old magazines for 50 cents a piece. Among them were a couple of Penthouse Forums, one from 1979, and one from 1980 (remember that Penthouse Forum was a smaller, TV Guide-sized…

I rather like Al Goldstein. Funny (I guess?) story: my parents actually had dinner with him once. During the late '60s/early '70d, my dad was a lawyer(he's retired now) and he belonged to some organization for New York lawyers which would have occasional meetings to discuss legal issues. One time they had a meeting…

Yeah, the Pakistani guys at various Manhattan stores didn't mind at all when my 14 year old self bought Penthouse or Playboy. Good for them!

I only saw one article with a picture, and you couldn't really see. He wasn't wearing a suit, but he wasn't dressed provocatively either. I think he had long sleeves, possibly to cover up his tattoos, some of which may have been offensive (swasis and whatnot).

Well, if you have only listen to one Weird Al song for the rest of your life, that's a pretty good one.

Funny story: I knew a guy who used to actually piss on people's legs (not sure if he ever told anyone it was raining). One time, I saw him and a couple other guys hanging out on the sidewalk, and one of the guys goes "What the fuck?!" because this dude just pissed on his leg. A girl I dated a few years back told me…

When I learned this, it explained something I had always wondered: why would anyone want to be on a court show?

I still kill many, many hours channel surfing!

Great Job, Christiannet!

I remember that. It was proper.

Not quite Death Metal, but the non-Glenn Danzig members of the Misfits, Jerry Only and Doyle, had a Christian metal band during the '80s and early '90s. They were called—I kid you not—Kryst The Conqueror.

Weirder still, I've heard of White Power rap groups.

Back when the OJ case was big news, I actually heard a pretty bitchin' novelty song that I've been searching for ever since. It was by an artist called Bingo Gazingo and the 8th Grade, and it was called "Juice The Juice (Or Let Him Loose)".

He was CGI character with George Lucas' hand up its ass. Technology marches forward!

You're right, it's not comedy fodder. It's Bantha fodder.

YES! That bothered me too. Different universes? What the fuck franchise am I watching?

I was in my early 20s when Episode I came out, and I liked it. On some level, I still do, though it has serious problems that I was blind to in my late-1990s excitement to have new Star Wars after such a long drought. I didn't even mind Jar Jar, to be honest. He was annoying, but I didn't get the virulent hatred.

Nah, a twelve year old is already on the path to surly teendom.