Anything with "Natural One" on it is straight-up unpurgeable.

The only question is whether we'll still be on the letter S 2 weeks from now.

Somewhere there's an alternate universe where Modell is admonishing us for not owning enough classic stand-up comedy and prank phone call albums.

*dials 1-900-MIX-A-LOT and kicks those nasty thoughts*

I'm going to go apoplectic if we get to Ts next week and people post long lists of "The" bands. Of course, at this point chances are Modell will stretch out S's for one extra full entire blog post just to spite us.

I always heard it as "Nature kids, I/they don't have no function". Like an inverse corollary to Lennon's "Don't you know that you can count me out/in" from "Revolution No. 1".

S is a big-time letter for nu-metal!

You have an ugly…butt, and a stupid…. butt

Awesome list, even without any vinyl.

You sort the correct way. First-name sorters are sacrilegious blasphemers.

Dammit, I really need to get something by the Slits.

Penalize me for not replacing my long-lost Stooges discs.

S-lists are the best lists, oh yes, oh yes lists. Post them all, ssssssexy people.

Speaking as a man with a young daughter, this is wrongheaded and horrifying on every level. You don't protect your children by playing guard dog for them, you protect them by equipping them with the tools and skills to navigate the complexities of human relationships without losing their sense of self. You don't fight…

There's a young girl in one of the set photos that was rumored to be X-23 a while back.

We couldn't even handle Lady Ghostbusters, there's no way in hell we deserve a teen girl Wolverine.

Allow me to introduce you to both my secret weapon, and your doom: Killingyouguy!

I love that album cover. How's the illustration coming?

Blue Cross Blue Shield is a PPO plan. Call your insurance help line and get some listings for psychiatrists in your area. You can do this. It seems overwhelming, but you can break it down into individual steps and this is one of them.

Raiders Of The Lost Ark — Showed it to my kids for the first time. They dug it. Biggest laugh of the night was when Indy exasperatedly slumps over like "Oh god I can't take any more of this shit" as the big burly Nazi dude (who my son called "the Wrestler") is challenging him to a bare-knuckle boxing match on the…