I’m far too hungover for any productive blogging, but it occurred to me that slang has advanced and mutated to the point where perhaps the raunchiest couplet in music right now is, improbably, from the Misfits’ "Braineaters": "brains at every single meal/ why can’t we have some guts." Yeah player.

Also: Baby Skeeter. That’s just disgusting.

Spencer Ackerman

Spencer Ackerman

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