AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGHH

Screw the Story Week stuff until further notice.  Seriously, I can't think of a single goddamn way I can link any of the three other days where I did stuff in Story Week to 90s music.  I don't know why I thought I could.  I...  GRAH.  In any case, that's why I'm going to nix that stuff until further notice so I can, you know, actually post.

Know what I'm gonna post about?

THE FUCKING SPIN DOCTORS.

Seriously, look at these guys.

Look at these silly motherfuckers.

LOOK AT THEM.

Done looking?  Okay, good.  I love me some fucking Spin Doctors.  My friend used to play them in the goddamn car nigh-constantly and for a good while I was like "Why?" until I learned to get the angsty-stick (fresh off the Angsty Tree (that Angsty Tree's a real dick, ya know that?)) out of my bunghole and appreciate silly music.  And before you're like "yeah well it's "fun" and "catchy" and fine for nostalgic blablabla negative negative but you can't really call it "good music", EAT A BALL.  You ever tried to play a goddamn Spin Doctors song?!  They're...  Well, they're not the hardest things ever if you don't learn the solos.  But their songs ain't Nirvana, lemme tell you.  I mean, Nirvana's better of course, I'm just saying Kurt's songs were easy to learn and...

Oh Jesus Christ, this post is a mess.  Here, have a picture have Chris Barron's beard.

I had about a dozen jokes about THC lined up for this picture and they were all pretty awful.

Seriously though, look how high that man is.

By the way, Google, there is a shameful lack of Chris Barron pictures in your supposedly-omnipotent self.  Getcho shit together.  Sincerely, me.