You couldn’t make up the Winklevi; they are so much better than satire.
I enjoy a train wreck as much as the next surly old geezer, but I have not yet sampled the Aoelan cadences of Mars Junction.
Are You Loathsome Tonight?
I think I could put almost any modern country song here, as they are nearly all appalling. The dopey two-step beats, the horrible twang, the cowboy hat affectation, the utter lack of curiosity or twist in the songwriting – i.e. it’s funny that you love your country when you haven’t explored it beyond your barn.
Enjoy!
Just Another Loathsome Thursday
For the most accurate description of this foul, embarrassing, overly emotive piece of 70’s “sensitive singer/songwriter” manure, I defer to Dave Barry:
…”Sometimes When We Touch,” sung by Dan Hill, who sounds like he’s having his prostate examined by Captain Hook.
We Deserve This
Yummy
No lips or assholes in sight.
Beef Stew
Foreskin Ignorance is no laughing matter.
Speaking of Dillers…
“STAY THERE, PLEASE” -Jeff Bezos’ ex-wife, who is all of us
Weiner’s Circle
When worlds collide: Kenneth, Triumph, meat purveyors.
The Stars Were Shining Bright
Guitar player numbers his Les Paul’s like Pete. Singers have real talent. And they’re doing an Elvis song. Let me see, what else is interesting here…..