Wow. This is really fucking complicated. I have no idea what we're doing but... I'm in. Just give me my instructions and what music to prepare and I'll be there. (Apologize for the vulgarity, but I take all my verbal cues now from the mayor of Toronto, bitches.)

In the meantime, a hilarious review of possibly the least essential album of the millienium, though we be only a dozen years into it.