This soundtrack has become a "guilty pleasure" for the easily intimidated, but nobody should feel bad about liking it. Fred Durst happens regardless, so appreciate this guilt free, and be depressed that conceptual original soundtracks are fucking over.

The narrative that the show was misunderstood is rather ridiculous. It was terrible, and Comedy Central showed more patience with it than most networks would.

Dese wild pokemon are all heading to the open water to the right, but one of them caught our eye, the one in the center. He would neither go to the feeding grounds at the edge of ice, nor return to his incubator. Shortly afterwards, we saw him heading toward the mountains, some 70 kilometers away. Dr. Kinski…

I have to give this a lot of credit. It totally understands and recreates the Tarantino spirit of carbon copying previous work.

Unfortunately, it got intercepted at the border.

"If the tiara doesn't fit, you must acquit!"

It's a pretty damn good album, but I think its "misunderstood" reputation inflated its standing a little further than it deserved. It was also hailed as "ahead of its time" inventing the next wave of emo (even though Sunny Day Real Estate existed), but even so, the time it was ahead of, has already passed, while Blue…

"Pillman pulls his cock out | Through out | The bingo hall arena" didn't quite have the same ring.

You think that's bad, you should relisten to Surf Wax America. The fetishizing of his surf board, and the forcing its use as an alternative for work transportation, puts the board in perpetual labor it was never intended to do. It promotes slavery, basically.

Thanks for nothing, Mitch.

It's pretty clear discussion is about to get politicized here, when the most rational discourse is probably one person saying, "Fuck this act," with most people who aren't heads of media conglomerates agreeing.

My favorite rock station flipped formats in 1996*. It happened to be the last major independently owned station (of any FM format) in NYC, and had a looser playlist than most others on the East Coast. They sold to Clear Channel, who immediately flipped it to classic rock, where they are playing the same twelve songs…

So it's settled then, these two sides should meet at humanism and shut the fuck up.

My life was equally directionless, but I hated myself slightly less.

I literally just had to look up what an MRA was on the Urban Dictionary like some sort of grandfather.

"AW HELL NO!"
-Leslie Jones probably.

GIFs were the clogged toilets of message boards in the late nineties.

Fucking Scientology, man.

I have seen Stanley Kubrick with Ryan O'Neal. Ryan O'Neal made Paper Moon. Can't be a coincidence.

Then why does the moon look exactly like R. Lee Ermey?