NEW YORK — A Manhattan grand jury voted to indict Donald Trump on over 30 charges which forced millions of Americans to google “what does indictment mean?” according to sources at Google headquarters who never saw so much immediate traffic.
“I was on the subway when news of Trump’s indictment broke. Everyone on the train started cheering and saying ‘they got him, they finally got him,’ and ‘lock up the Cheeto,’ it was really funny. I love New York,” said local investment banker Andrew Klein. “Then I realized I don’t actually know what ‘indicted’ means. I looked it up and it’s not really the same as being arrested, but I think he could be arrested if he doesn’t turn himself in. It’s still a little fuzzy to me, but they got him.”
Shelly Brown was in the middle of happy hour with friends when she got the news.
“I screamed, ‘Finally! It happened!… I think!’ My best girl Morgan (Lewendeck) stopped and was asked ‘ok, so what now?’ and then we all say there in silence for the next 25 minutes as we tried to figure it out,” said Brown while listening to another podcast on the topic in hopes of understanding what is happening. “To be totally honest with you, I’m still a little confused. I think the biggest thing I learned is that a lot of the more reputable news outlets are behind paywalls these days. I had to get my info from a lot of sites that advertised tactical gear and dry goods.”
Google’s CEO Sundar Pichai confirmed an 89% increase in traffic for searches that included various misspellings of “indictment.”
“These numbers are unprecedented. The last time we saw this sort of traffic was when people tried to figure out if they should like or dislike Edward Snowden. We are just happy that our platform can assist millions of Americans to double-check they totally understood what was going on while showing them targeted products from their favorite retailers,” said Pichai. “We hope to have a similar bump as soon as Trump is arraigned because I’m honestly not entirely sure what that means either.”
At press time, Trump’s legal team was preparing an animated slideshow to explain to the former President what being indicted means.

I’ll be honest, I completely forgot that this record exists. I mean, it has some good songs on it – like, it’s not a bad album overall. It’s just kind of forgettable, especially when you put it up against more developed AJJ records. But in any case, you can thank this review for reminding you as well that “Can’t Maintain” is a thing which you can still listen to.
“Knife Man” probably shouldn’t be this low on the list, but this band has a lot of really great albums and also a couple dumb albums that I mostly need to use as examples for other shit. So there you have – good record, shit ranking.
Look, I know, I know. There’s a lot from this record that does not hold up. And yeah, I’m sure I’m gonna get a whole assload of comments about how they “could never make this record nowadays.” Which is kinda my point. Sometimes you gotta start out writing funny songs about a serial lady killer before you can work your way into that grand concept record about the alien who has a coke problem, or whatever your thing is.
We all had to figure out how to cope with Trump’s presidency in our own ways. This record was AJJ’s. It is also one of the weirder albums in AJJ’s discography, which is really saying something when you take into account that the band actually made and sold salad gloves as merch.
Anybody else listen to this record for the first time and immediately think “you know what, I did have a pretty fucked up childhood. How about that?” Yeah, “The Bible 2” is great for that. Just try listening to it at home first, because if you play it while driving your car on the way to get it inspected then everyone at Jiffy Lube is gonna wonder why you’re crying so much.
Much like the actual Christmas Island, which hosts an annual migration of tens of millions of red crabs to sea to spawn, this album requires no explanation as to its greatness. “Christmas Island” (the album, not the island) is a sonic landmass that is being swarmed by crustaceans. Can you hear it? It sounds clackity.
If you put Woody Guthrie, Barbara Streisand and Simon & Garfunkel in a blender you would likely end up with exactly this album. That’s not a metaphor by the way – if you took an actual blender and mutilated those three artists and also Garfunkel then the resulting viscera would equate to this album. Brutal, catchy, and with a heavy flavor of Marlboro Lights, this is the best AJJ album of all time.