Hard to argue.

I kept on waiting (hoping) for them to get all crab-core with it. But they couldn't even do that right

not even the hundredth worst thing on the internet

it's mother's day...allow me my hyperbole

this is way better than pomplamoose

when you let your kids watch MTV and hang out at the mall all day, this is their idea of being an 'individual' nowadays.

After seeing that, I realized that men like Otis Toole serve a valuable purpose.

NEVERshoutNEVER has a nice look: Justin Bieber trying to become Good Charlotte (well, the Madden twins, as it were) but ending up as Tegan n' Sara. (I kind of what to bang.)

But, musically: he is my friends of my late teens, early twenties, superficial <i>sensitivismo</i> in an effort to score with barely legal, sort of chubby scene kids. One of whom I re-encountered three years later, stripping. H------, the pint-sized double-d who became acquainted with the Mad Hungarian during the spring play in '98, & thru that, with the rest of my boys. At least two of whom, two years later, wanted to bang her. & she ended up a stripper. (& at least one of those boys, met his future wife on an online dating site. (Oh, happenstance! How I love thee, how I find things out.))

... Meanwhile, the "unenvied" Popsicle Girl, never a stripper, never did porn, quite probably never got penetrated with frozen dessert treats wielded by her boyfriend(s). (Why, oh, why would somebody make that up? & how could I be so gullible, in my teens, not to realize it was made up?) She's living pretty well, by comparison to my mates & their mates adjacent.

So, on balance, die NEVERshoutNEVER, die.

i just watched the making of Night At the Opera doco, and to think some rich haircut kid went in the studio and autotuned his way to Freddy Mercury-land kind of rubbed me the wrong way

Even worse, he didn't even make the recording on Friday (Friday!).