That’s why I said “to hell with it!” and just read Blood Meridian to all my kids...

Yeah, pregnant with the seed of democracy!

Well when you put it that way...

For me it’s gotta be the opening, tuned down riff from “Unchained.” That was some magic shit right there...

Eh, I’m not sure a definitive link has been established between smoking and throat cancer...

Also, Jimmy Page wasn’t a very good lead guitarist...

Since Andrew Jackson, at the very least...

Scott Thompson knows what he’s talking about...

“I didn’t mention the ridiculous bargain-bin Star Wars stormtroopers that rush out to surround Eugene and company at the end.”

I’m hoping Vago devotes one of these columns to discussing the time Napolean tore his Bonaparte...

The Sid Vicious cover now makes a lot more sense...

I’m just glad that the original image expanded when you click on it. I’ve seen images posted here that remain exactly the same size when you click on them, which renders them pretty much useless...

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It took me all of three seconds to confirm that Mike D, as usual, can’t tell his ass from a hole in the ground...

I bet it caaa-an’t!

They already found him. Some dude named Carl Brutananadilewski. Fled the scene in a shitty American sports car with the words “2 Wycked” painted on the side...

I’ve found that the best cheese balls/puffs are the ones that induce the greatest feelings of shame while eating them...

(whispers) He doesn’t know what that means...

You don’t know what you’re talking about, cha-cha...

I dunno. Bake sale?