No, you're not missing a whole lot by skipping the first album, but Sad Songs for Dirty Lovers is definitely worth the time.

I've got a fever.

Sponge - the singer at least - is still somehow hanging around.  They played a block party around here in front of about 20 people who were barely paying any attention.  That singer was wearing a blazer with no shirt and continually calling for all the ladies to get on stage.  All three of them.

limbo this and limbo that
you were this and you were that

Anal sex. Which is also deep and shit.

WebMD says every sensation I've ever felt is a sign I'm probably having a heart attack.

With club sauce.

Clerks III: Season of the Clerk

Ugh.  Urge to kill RISING.

But her natural hair color makes her breasts look entirely different.  Contrast!

Love that song, if only for:

Same here, especially that first half.  Nicotine & Gravy is all over the place, in the most awesome way possible.

I'm gonna be shallow for a second and say the CHVRCHES video needs more of the most crushworthy Scottish singer since Shirley Manson.

I feel like I've had Lies, The Mother We Share, and Recover on a constant loop for the past month.  I hope/expect they'll show up at a sidestage at one of the Chicago fests.  I need MORE.

Try "Lies".  Three for three!

Liked for hating the ending of The Mist.  I see too many people defending that crap.

I was thinking it during the Shelby/Hunter scene in the backseat. I wanted to see some hot Beaver Sexton.

HEY LIGHTHEAD!  HEY CHRISTMAS TREE!

Drunk or high?  Because it's way too depressing to be written by someone on a coke binge.

VH1  in the early nineties would run a half-hour to an hour of the 'sexiest' music videos in the late afternoon, around when I'd get home from school.  Cradle of Love, I Touch Myself, Freedom, about half of Paula Abdul's videography.