a three and a half tuck backflip onto a fruit basket of shut the fuck up
Cowardliness S. Weathercock.
Or whatever his real name is.
He sent me some spam once and it turned out to be a very lucrative beachfront land deal. I want to buy him a Fish Snacker sandwich at KFC to express my thanks. Hell, make it two. I can afford such luxury.
Anything that's not going to be released for another couple of months or so, waiting until it's released, looking at it in the stores, remembering how terrible/awesome it was two months ago when I listened to it a lot, buying/not buying it.
Lancelot Link: Secret Chimp -- MONKEYS BE TALKIN
Archie Comics Digest. I read these as often as I sit on the toilet, which, thanks to a recent increase in fiber intake, is on a pretty decent schedule recently. Jughead's "the shit." Get it?
Jon-Mikl Thor, for completely unironic reasons.