Thought I knew what love was, but I was blind.
Those days are gone forever, whatever nevermind.

I think each singer was half as good as the previous one. The guitar gets better though. None of this applies to anything post 1985.

It's a bit stock.

In Seattle, drunk grease dispensing is done by a place called Dicks. You walk up and order a hot bag of dicks. Look it up!

It's the Mork from Ork/ Gallagher look.

Sign of the Gypsy Queen

Leavin' the Twin Cities…
Pack your things and leave!

Spoiler Alert:

Fun fun fun in the fluffy chair!

Hey man, at least Hitler killed Hitler. What did Eisenhower REALLY do? I like people who kill Hitler, OK.

Staples?

There's a fringe asshole who runs for office every year in Seattle who advocates a minimum wage of $0. Of course the Republicans endorsed him in the last cycle.

"Help! I'm David from Sesame Street, and they're trying to kill me!"

I had a history teacher who showed us some crazy documentary on Nostradamus featuring Orson Welles. He was convinced that the third antichrist was Saddam.

Did I mention I cried?

Nuts to video games, back in the summer we'd 69.

He called in sick this month.

I remember going to see Lungfish at the Black Cat a million years ago. Just before they went on my buddy explained, "Their songs sound like differential equations." Spot on.

Sy Foodles was a female Pa'lowick singer and a lead vocalist for the Max Rebo Band. She was also the former lover of Ziro the Hutt and was his killer. She was also a spy for the Grand Hutt Council's leader, Jabba.

"Royal Cyclopean" better have some insane, Lovecrafty twist.