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"Jesus, you're the son of God, WTF why are we stuck?!!?"
"I know, right? LOL!"

It's not gay in the apocalypse.

The end of season cliffhanger is that Maggie's baby is T-Dog's. Didn't you realize that this season is only like 3 weeks from when he died?

Probably misses his old flip flops.

He got his gear stuck in a pan flute once, on a dare during a moonshine bender.

She really should have consulted Sol Rosenberg. He always brings plenty of shoes AND glasses. So he has them.

He used a variation on Hershel's endless ammo/snazzy jacket cheat from season 2.

They're just going to spend next season on a beet farm?

It's T-Dog.

well, he WAS a scientist, after all.

Deanna: Rick, you're in charge now.
Rick: I'm Mr. Manager.
Deanna: We just say manager.

I'M A MONSTER!!!!!!!

The timeline of this show is show wonky that I wouldn't be surprised if this is happening 3 weeks after the prison and that Maggie is pregnant with T-Dog's baby.

Classic Carol.

His drumming on the s/t album is really great. As far as rock drummers go, Tommy is up there. And Shout At the Devil is the definitive cowbell album of the 80's.

Flea, in my opinion, takes a lot of flak for what his fans have foisted upon him. Namely, shitty bass players who, in the same way shitty overplaying drummers will worship at the altar of Peart, hold him up as a bass god on the merit of his most egregious overplaying.

But I love the guitar riff. It's not even that great or special, but for some reason it's fun to listen to and play.

My two year old daughter likes kids music, like any 2 year old would, but I also listen to stuff I like in the car or around the house, too, and just kind of gauge her interest level in it. If she likes something she'll generally ask me to play more. In that respect it's been cool because she's making up her own mind

Crue has their moments. The one they did without Vince Neil is actually not that bad.

RHCP gets a lot of hate, and some it deserved. From Californication on, it has just been harder and harder to ignore the glaringly bad singing and, worse, the really horrible lyrics. Granted, they were always bad, but there was always something musically interesting to make up for it.