Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Titanic Recs

Upon a close listen, it makes sense that 11/30/80 from the Fabulous Fox Theatre in Atlanta inspired a cult. I would absolutely sign my life savings over to the sizzling-hot Stranger opener; I would move to Guyana for the Scarlet>Fire; I would buy Nikes, and slice off my nads, for the rare double-Berry closer. 11/30/80 overflows with truth, light, marathon lectures on sexual hygiene; O, it is True North in a world of broken compasses. MORE WIVES FOR 11/30/80!

Dude.

Yuh-huh?

Incoherent.

No.

Go back and read what you wrote.

That’s just gibberish.

Well spotted. The English language is slightly beyond your reach right now. Why don’t we share this collection of pieces from the New Yorker by FoTotD Nick Paumgarten?

That guy’s good.

And he’s seen Jeffrey Toobin’s schlong.

That guy’s great!

Now post a Dead-related picture and say good night.

What kind of picture?

Doesn’t matter.

Pick a theme.

Inexplicable.

Gotcha, fam.

That’s inexplicable as fuck. Well done.

I still got some heat in the fastball.

4 Comments

  1. Billyray

    Give em the heater ricky

  2. Mean, Green, Devil Eating Machine

    I think i remember that place.

  3. Luther Von Baconson

    Ski bum billy (sk-BUMB-ly), Jerry Mummenschanz, & the Hoishelmensen Sisters

    • MJK

      Von Baconson you’re a funny bastard

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