I just saw him in an episode of Gilmore Girls and recognized him from The Big Lebowski. I admittedly never made the connection, though, that he was Mayor Olson Johnson.

A damn good thing he didn't endanger Other People's Lives.

Alright, enough with the song title jokes. We're all done, done, done with all the fuck, fuck, fuckin' around.

He went through Portland the next day
He got jacked in a really bad way
He cannot tell us but…
It's a long story.

Good thing he didn't Breakthrough the windshield.

Being taken over by recent stuff and original programming. Par for the course, really.

I wonder what a certain member of our commentariat would think of this…

I myself am a Modest Mouse completest, though I need to venture more outside the band (i.e. Ugly Casanova, etc.). My favorite album of theirs, though, might actually be This is a Long Drive for Someone with Nothing to Think About, even though TLCW and TM&A are technically the "better" albums.

So if you win the contest…

though, in the literal sense, there is wetness.

Not if they're Secondhand.

The backing band will be Turbonegro.

Eight Lions!

See, you saw the table.

No, you fuck it!

Whoever sucks us into these, we should really wampum.

I told you to watch out for the coffee table.

Hopefully someone else won't do it and try to cash in.

…or you can get off by fucking the world yourself.

Pollard's still burnt up about Keith trying to sell his kit for $55K.