High quality! Hi-Fidelity! Hi-C! Oh yeah!
"Who in their right mind would want to check your brain?"
You mean, who in their right mind would want to check you?
"La la la la."
That's what I/you thought. Anyway, scienticians, deranged serial killers, zombies. Preferably the latter, 'cause then you'd finally shut the hell up and I could get some sleep.
Self-titled vocalizing merged with Degradation Trip-style riffing, man, I cannot wait for this album as much as you all cannot wait for this post to end, but since I'm a jerk, it ain't over 'til the new guy sings and unlike that wuss Beck -- some patriot you are, sniff, sob -- I refuse to take a forced vacation, unless I or my brain tells me to.
Go on and cut that sucker up, exotic Hawaiian, I support your independence 100%. Shocked at my nonchalant acceptance of such a blasphemous mortal sin, are you, filthy hippies? Don't be, for once they're out of the union, that'll finally disqualify Hussein X -- ah, Pretzeldent Biden, good times -- and, even more important, no more hearing about the greatness of Spam. Oh, don't worry about having to buy new flags, Texas can count for two. Or we can simply occupy Canada or Mexico.
"Aside from the Alice, that was quite possibly your worst post ever."