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So are Can, Neu! and Roxy Music.
As great as Full House is I actually prefer their other mid-70s live album, Blow Your Face Out. It has the awesome definitive version of "Musta Got Lost" followed by an excellent cover of "Where Did Our Love Go". An absolute gem of an album from an absolutely underrated band.
I think the Transformer movies I made in the late 1980s on a gigantic JVC VHS camcorder featuring my extensive collection of Autobot and Decepticon toys as they ran roughshod over unfortunate G.I. Joe and He-Man figures were superior to Bay's in most every way. At least I could tell who was fighting who. I also…
Gimple? Is that you?
I'd replace JBL with a sentient house-plant.
I just listened to this album and Call The Doctor at work Friday afternoon. Quite a fantastic band.
I think The Hot Rock is probably my favorite of theirs, but this one definitely is in the conversation .
It is so nice to hear his voice.
Class act.
Unfortunately Taker is unable to perform due to old age and general decrepitude…instead we have Underfaker (it's just Tyler Breeze on Fandango's shoulders wearing an extra long trench coat)
Hes not really Native American, but Ralph Cifaretto will tell you it doesn't matter. It's like knowing James Caan isn't Italian.
Did Lesnar develop some sort of dementia or amnesia where he forgot all but 2 moves? (I suppose he might know 3 because sometimes he accidentally catches someone face to face and gives them a belly to belly instead of the ubiquitous german)
The ramp is long, but it's no trail of tears.
Wtf is Mickie James wearing on her head?
Wow, I forgot all about the SD Women's match. This is a long show.
Nope.
That's the first result tonight that genuinely pissed me off. Why do they constantly bury Wyatt? What's the point of all the stupid bug visuals if he's going to lose to the charisma vacuum that is the viper? Orton doesn't give a shit and it always shows so let's reward him with his umpteenth title reign. Why has Orton…
Shit, it'll be Wrestlemania 35 by the time he gets to the ring. Here's hoping he's simply been camped out underneath this whole time and rises up in a puff of smoke.
I would give up my first born (if I ever have kids) to see KO powerbomb pitbull off that ramp. And I'd spit on my grandma if Samoa Joe would put Flo-rida in the Coquina Clutch.
Stephanie reminds me of an undercover cop sent to infiltrate a group of deviant leather daddies. She's like a female Pacino from Cruising.
Their bedroom is covered in mirrors. Mirrors on the ceiling. Mirrors on the headboard. Mirrors in the sock drawer. Trips tapes a mirror to Steph's back when it's time for doggystyle.