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Pee-Nut
Jelly?

Pee-Nut
Butter.

License to Ill
was better.

Man, what is it about Mr. Oates that brings so much hate? The guy just stated an opinion, for fuck's sake.

That's a tricky one, IdiotKing. I deleted all my social networking accounts for that very reason.
Now no one talks to me anymore, because they refuse to socialize outside the confines of Facebook. As a result, I find myself watching more and more Netflix streaming shows and movies. And I do browse, finding things I

I think it's fair to compare DM and TMBG in that on their surfaces, both bands come off as un-serious and jokey, but underneath that there is real musicianship and a knowledge of rock history that forms a solid foundation. I think the thing that really sets them apart is that both Johns can sing, where neither Rodney

Here's my pitch…
Instead of the string quartet they had in the Cameron movie, this one would focus on Jeff, a young Dubliner who refuses to leave the ship's deck, furiously playing skin flute until the Titanic slips forever into the wet deep.
Toot toot tootle tooooot….

So wait…
How is it that no one else wonders where this came from and why? When I saw it the other day it was on Buzzfeed, and was posted with a link to a website called gatsbygame.com. The purported proprietor of the website claimed he/she found an original NES game at a garage sale with the handwritten title

I remember in high school I bought a tape by a band called Elvis Hitler. I think I just thought their name was funny, and they did a cover of Purple Haze with the lyrics to Green Acres that I thought was super clever when I was 15. It was only later I realized there was a song on there called Black Babies Dancing on

Man, I really loved Too Close for Comfort when I was nine. I wonder if Ted Knight's ghost is resting peacefully or what?

Yeah, it rubbed me the wrong way when he said he didn't really care that much about the stories, but the personalities.
It makes me wonder if Dumb and Dumber had Cary Grant and James Cagney instead of Daniels and Carrey, maybe he would give it a bit more credence.

Oh son of a bitch! Night of the Lepus fucking rules, even if it's just for DeForest Kelley's outfits. Absolutely top-shelf.
I saw that movie once in the middle of the night in the late '80s, and for years I thought no one else in the world had seen it, like I dreamed it.

You're not wrong. I'll tell you what it is, it's that self-absorbed, thinks-she's-too-cool-for-the-Ramones keyboard-playing girl. I'll bet she really likes Dave Eggers. You can just tell.

Yeah, button-down. I'll bet she mopes around in the van and when they're out eating and stuff, and gets mad when the singer (her husband/boyfriend) laughs with the other guys in the band. She only wants to do mature stuff like have dinner parties and go to dinner parties.

Of course the first four albums are untouchable, and everything after that is in a different category. However, of those later albums I think Adios Amigos was at least not a total embarrassment. If they had ended with Brain Drain, it would be comparable to Raul Julia ending his career with Street Fighter, or letting

I hear their new album will be more stripped-down.

I'll bet that keyboard girl only 'sort of' knows the Ramones. That's why she's so fucking mooney-faced.

Wait, what year did this come out? Because if it's the year I think, I'm supposed to show up for fifth grade tomorrow.
In case you were wondering, I was in fifth grade in nineteen eighty-fucking five.
I keep expecting the 'modern kids' to come up with something new, but they continually insist on mining goddamn 1985.

Big, full, coney boobs… calming rageahol meltdown… fappety fappety fap…