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Quoth MC Paul Barman: You make my karma puke, you who refuse to disarm a nuke and keep printing Marmaduke.

I had a POG maker. My parents actually agreed to buy this. I used the Sunday funnies for source material.

Stray thoughts:

I remember seeing “She Don’t Use Jelly” on The Box once, with the extra long outro. I watched for many days afterward, hoping it’d come on again, but no luck. Luke’s “It’s Your Birthday” and Shaq’s “(I Know I Got) Skillz” were more popular.

This song was one of many from the mid-’90s alternative boom I have sought out on YouTube in fits of nostalgia. (I was born in ’85.) Other examples: King Missile’s “Detachable Penis,” Hatesong subject Deadeye Dick’s “New Age Girl,” and the Posies’ “Dream All Day.”

Mad Love & Monkey

It won’t absorb urine? Well, how the hell are we going to piss all over it like every other change to the commenting system?

So, when do we get the porn parody of the parody, Too Many Cocks?

The Funky Jewhunter will be your low point, though.

I like to imagine you are pronouncing it “recórd store.”

Years ago in Chicago I was asked to accompany
two dancers who were providing entertainment at
a business women’s dance party given in a hall
of the YWCA. After the entertainment,
the juke box was turned on so everybody
could dance:

I Am Shitting in a Room: A Kosher Beef Production

I still have a weekly calendar with the Special Edition add-on shots, which I found while sifting through stuff my parents brought from their house. Is that the one?

I’m surprised the Flaming Lips and their stable of collaborators haven’t done this yet.

Almost ten years ago, I walked from Columbia University to Times Square in the midst of a solo weekend trip by Greyhound to NYC for some Steve Reich concerts. Along the way, I cut through Central Park and happened across two dapper men singing old-timey songs with modern humor. I sat, listened for a while, and bought

Seems like you’re suffering from lexiconstipation.

Which traces its early roots to Vietnamese death polka.

The Life of Pablo Honey

Sawing logs…orrhea?

Totally ’Luded on Plane (The Mile High Playboy Club)