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Um, Tyson did that too . . .
But I think the difference is that Tyson's mishaps happened 20 years ago and he has been very publicly remorseful since then (have you seen that Tyson documentary? It's riveting stuff), whereas Mel is just keepin' on keepin' on hatin' Jews, black people, and women.

I love the fact that this cocksucker said "This article is invalid." A personal journey exploring what made Nirvana important to him (and by extension, the wider world) is invalid because Appleton, WI didn't happen to have serious access to British Alternative music, not to mention a bunch of electronic genres that,

Trakball, c'mon. You can't possibly think you're the only person who reads Achewood and also reads this site often, can you?

Fs?
I don't think I've seen another F on this site? Anyone care to prove me wrong?
Also . . . first?

This just makes me think of the "Ali to revive George Foreman rivalry with own grill" or whatever from the Onion. Still remains one of my favorite Onion headlines.

Bacon pancakes
Now wait a second here . . . the AV Club is based in Chicago . . . and you've NEVER been to Walker Bros. Pancake House and had their pancakes (or waffles) with the bacon bits?!? I've been eating these since I was eight! They're awesome!
Go now!

Jesus Christ
Do any women listen to metal? Be honest.

Three Missing Ones
You kidding me? How are you sleeping on these three:
Bubble Yum Soda: Maybe the single sweetest thing I have ever tasted in my life. I had it once, when I was about 6, and have lusted for it ever since.
Swedish Chef Cereal: Briefly popular, but like a better Cinnamon Toast Crunch, since they were in

Is That . . .
Music from Arrested Development? And I'm not talking the band.

This simply hasn't been said enough: Kids is a self-indulgent piece of shit whose one redeeming quality is that it gave us Rosario Dawson.

Are People Gonna Front
And act like Fatboy Slim isn't the shit when it's the summer?
Sell the house on Front Street, and move to Real Avenue, where people own up that Fatboy Slim and Groove Armada rock summer times like whoa.

That whole Avalanches album makes the cut for me. Put that on, followed by Z Trip and DJ P's "Uneasy Listening" at a summer party. Heads start bobbing, people start moving, drinks get drunk. Fuck. Yes.
But leave Girl Talk out of it. That dude needs to just go home.