Fucktard Fiesta Weekend Continues...

Fuckin’ yikes. I don’t know what’s up with this dude, and I don’t want to know. Suffice to say he has Issues, serious ones that need to be Resolved. But then again, this is from the 80s. Every morning, I wake up and thank the Music Gods that I was born in 1968, and thus am too fucking young to have been anything in the 80s but an innocent bystander.

Although, one could make the argument that being a teenager in the 80s has informed my later tastes. Just for the record, I like Bauhaus. Let’s get that out of the way. But I want to punch this guy right in his pussy.