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I'll admit, when the layered guitars come in on "Never Meant", I get aroused to the point where I desperately need to fuck the nearest object to me, whether it be my wall, my Maureen Tucker body pillow, my The Seer vinyl, or even my cousin if he's in the room with me. However, the rest of the album just doesn't reach that same level of pleasure. -4 points for that major shock and disappointment, and -.2 points after that because 58 is my favorite number.

I prefer the term, "Fashionably Late". I'm a little late reviewing this because I've had better things to do, along the lines of genuinely figure out how to fuck The Seer's back vinyl cover due to it gaping at me like an open mouth, being incredibly invested in Big Bang Theory, making sure my amnesiac uncle takes his medication on time, beating his ass when he DOESN'T take his meds and tries to fight me because he doesn't know who I am, and on top of ... read more

I for one have always believed in the goodness of mankind, and the restoration of our truest, caveman, 1800's-like ways, and there's no better soundtrack to achieving this goal than the smash hit that never ceases to get my dick hard.

I have such an insurmountable respect for Radiohead. That being said, though, that motherfucker's face both creeps me out and sexually arouses me to the point where I am likely the first human male to experience ovulation, and I am kinda split in that regard. I want him to have my babies and nurture them with his kind-hearted soul and caretaker-like behavior, but my BDSM test results clearly state that I am 94% sadist, which isn't ideal for the relationship he wants to have.