Have we ever discussed the nadir of cool that were the Wall of Sound’s double-microphones? They are not making my pussy wet. Dude. What? I’m telling my truth: those gadgets are so gorky they make my puss drier than Christopher Guest’s wit. Not okay. Hey, man. I’m not PC. It has nothing to do with … Continue reading Morning Shark, Dew Dew Duh Dew Duh Dew