Redeemed! Thank you very much. I’m excited to check it out.
Just a dude working on viv, a Jellyfin Roku client while listening to punk records & watching horror movies.
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Redeemed! Thank you very much. I’m excited to check it out.
I’m interested. Sounds like a neat game.
I deleted my Reddit account during the blackouts and haven’t gone back.
Yeah he was.
I have Little Monsters to thank for introducing me to Talking Heads. I hear Road to Nowhere and I’m 10 again.
And at night you can visit the monster world under your bed to play with Maurice and Boy.
Immodium and Pepto-Bismol.
I used to do something similar. If I touched something with my index finger, I had to touch it with my thumb.
The most noticeable example was adjusting my car stereo. I’d press next several times, or volume up several times, then I’d press it one more time with my thumb.
Did Imperial Teen play Yoo Hoo? I’ve always liked that song.
It’s funny. I know Jello’s singing isn’t great, yet I absolutely love his warbling voice.
YEP! I was coming here to say it.
It’s just soooo good. Bonus points if it has some chunks.
Just take 1, they’re pre-sliced for your convenience.
If you’re going to take advice on what to use to protect your butt from a toilet seat, taking advice from bloodfart is the best option.
I have no idea. I’ve only kept up with 4 or 5 people from high school.
It’s a bit nutty…
Silverchair - Tomorrow
The Birthday Massacre - No Tomorrow
Big Fun - Teenage Suicide (Don’t do it)
Blue Oyster Cult - Don’t Fear the Reaper
Wall of Voodoo is such a great band! After Stan left, they still put out 2 studio albums that are so distinctly them, but also unique from their previous releases.
Portlandia sketch with Jello Biafra
I thought it was 2 “No more yuppies.”
That punk died in the early 80’s.
I’m still trying to learn this. It bugs me knowing someone has some problem with me, yet won’t tell me what it is. It’s the not knowing why that kills me.