9 Ways To Ask Your Super To Fill Your Holes That Don’t Sound Like What I Just Said

So it finally happened, huh? There’s a hole in your apartment. Wall, sink, tub, floor, it could be any of these options – yet they all leave you with the same groveling request: Will you fill my hole? Simply mortifying. Similar to the previous predicament, you could have any sort of super since they all boil down to: A person you would never want to beg to fill your holes. It’s something us renters all have the potential to face, yet we simply haven’t put in the work to expand the lexicon for the sake of our collective embarrassment.

I’m here to forge a new path. Or suggest some options that might feel more appropriate to you next time you come face-to-face with a hole. Below are 10 ways to ask your super to fill your holes that don’t sound like what I just said.

SOS! The mouse doors are ajar.
This is great if you have a mouse running around the house. It’s urgent, clear, and somewhat mysterious…conjuring adorable images of a tiny crime scene, and more importantly nothing sexy.

Are you free to permeate the empty parts?
This is a display of edging. Riding the line between erotic and technical. If you do want to flirt with your super, but don’t want to be too crass, this might be a perfect pick for you.

I need help overflowing the shapes in my walls
The perfect option for our architects, engineers, and plumbers. Artistic yet practical.

I don’t think Courtney Love would condone this kind of Hole. You free to come up and jam?
This would be ideal if you had a very chill and punk super.

Can you patch up the abstract wall art my boyfriend made?

We’ve all been there ladies: Dated a guy who punched holes in drywall. Sick bruh. Here’s an option that makes it feel a little cooler, might even lessen the pain of the reality that you have to break up with him, but that’s next problem. For now you just want to communicate to the super that you have a boyfriend.

I need you to penetrate the void.

A philosophically sexual statement that begs all kinds of questions. Like, a lot of questions and maybe some problems as well.

Can you top off the empties?
A great option for our service workers out there! Maybe you could even start calling your super ‘chef’ just to spice things up.

The house has been injured. Scalpel?
Another career specific option that sanitizes the ask.

I beg of you to mend the patches of my home.
Desperate, but oh so whimsical it almost doesn’t matter. This is a good option if you’re a renter looking to feel like a trad-wife writing in her secret diary.

I hope that one of these options can lessen the blow of your hole requests. You’re not alone in this. Just because you’ve found a hole doesn’t mean you can’t report it in your own way and on your own terms, no matter how confused your super may become.

Lifelong Metalhead Enters Third Consecutive Decade of People Assuming He Listens to Rammstein

BOULDER, Colo. — Local metalhead Theo Cordin entered the third consecutive decade of his friends and family assuming he was a fan of German Neue Deutsche Härte band Rammstein, annoyed sources confirmed.

“Yeah, dude, I fucking love metal,” the 46-year-old confirmed. “I got really into thrash when I was a kid, and then I heard Dismember’s ‘Like an Everflowing Stream’ for the first time when I was in middle school, and I’ve been a huge fan of death metal ever since. At no point have I ever listened to Rammstein, but try telling that to everyone else in my life. Just last night a drunk guy started singing that stupid-ass ‘Du Hast’ song at me in a bar when he saw my Obituary shirt. At this point, I just smile and nod when shit like that happens. Trust me, there’s nothing to gain by explaining why being a metalhead doesn’t automatically mean I listen to some German techno band.”

Cordin’s longtime friend Carl Bergquist commented on the situation.

“I’ve known Theo since we were in second grade, and he started wearing black shirts with skulls on them and growing out his hair soon after,” Bergquist noted. “I don’t really listen to stuff like that, but I’ll try to put on Rammstein in the car for him when we’re hanging out, or show him clips of contestants singing ‘Let the Bodies Hit the Floor’ on American Idol. He’ll smile and nod at me, so I can definitely tell he appreciates it. It’s nice to know that I have a common interest with a lifelong friend.”

Sociologist Andrea Marquez explained that members of music subcultures are often mistaken for fans of unassociated bands.

“This is an extremely common complaint amongst members of specific sects,” Marquez confirmed. “Crust punks will receive blink-182 albums as gifts from well-meaning family members, and people will try to relate to their trad goth friends by talking about Evanescence. It can be alienating being the only person in your community who’s a fan of a specific type of music, which is exacerbated by gestures like this. Loved ones who do this definitely have their hearts in the right place, but it would probably be best if they refrained from mentioning music in general.”

At press time, Cordin suffered a breakdown after his mother bought him a ticket to an upcoming Breaking Benjamin concert.

Photo by Phil Smolinski

Nostalgia Bait? My Dad is Dating a Girl I Went to High School With

Remember the good ol’ days of the early 2000s, when we were blissfully ignorant of social media and the internet was barely out of its infancy? Well, the universe has a cruel sense of humor. I always thought the most shocking post-divorce news about my father would be a new car or, at worst, a questionable tattoo. Instead, I was blindsided by the revelation that he’s dating Melissa Costa—a girl I went to high school with. Yes, that Melissa—the one who had a meltdown at prom because her date got drunk and threw up during “Hey Ya!” Why is everyone so obsessed with nostalgia?!

It’s wild how online culture feeds us nostalgia bait for clicks, but witnessing it in real life? That’s a whole new level of gross. My dad, who just bought a pair of JNCOs, is living out this trend like he’s a photo of the Hamburger Jail at McDonald’s. I’m not sure whether to laugh or hide under the couch. Nostalgia isn’t just a marketing ploy anymore; it’s infiltrating my family dynamics.

In an effort to relive his high school days he accidentally started reliving mine! He’s telling stories to Melissa about that time he drove the both of us to a Linkin Park concert or how he let us stay up late for a Buffy marathon. Watching him try to impress her with tales of flip phones and mixtapes is like witnessing a boomer shitposting Facebook group about streetlights and hose water.

Melissa, of course, is fully aware of what she’s doing—casually referencing “The O.C.” and showing off her “Toxic” choreography. It’s like she’s trying to recreate our teenage years, except now, instead of gossiping in the cafeteria, she’s sipping Chardonnay with my dad while watching TRL clips on YouTube. She even has him reminiscing about nights at Sit-Down Pizza Hut, drinking soda from red plastic cups like they’re starring in some warped ad for an era we should’ve left behind.

So here we are, stuck in a bizarre generational loop where my dad is dating my former classmate, desperately trying to resurrect the glory days of my youth. While I scroll through social media and roll my eyes at posts about Tamagotchis, wood paneling, Winamp, and yellow Wendy’s: nothing could prepare me for the day my dad turned into a walking, talking meme for the early-aughts.

Man Completely Blindsided by Recurring Phone Bill

ALLENTOWN, Pa. — Local man Dan McKellan was dealt a major personal finance blow after being completely blindsided by his recurring phone bill, sources close to the broke man confirmed.

“I just fucking gave Verizon money last month, and now they want more? And here I was thinking I can finally catch a break after paying off those bloodsuckers at the power company again. I’ve already paid my phone bill at least six or seven times before! They must have nothing else better to do than gouge me,” said McKellan. “If they’re hounding me for $100 now, what’s stopping them from sending me another bill next month? I don’t even make phone calls so if anything they should be paying me to use their shitty internet, especially since I’m just barely getting by. That’s corporate fascism for you.”

McKellen didn’t hold back his rage against Verizon’s customer service department.

“I was confused at first, because I thought he was either messing with me or just suffering from short-term memory loss. But he was indeed calling to complain about a bill he’s received every month for the past five years,” said customer service rep Nancy Paulson. “To his credit, we do send the next bill like a day after you pay the current one but that’s to keep customers on their toes, stressful as that may be. I did offer to take $5 off his payment if he switched to paperless billing and he threatened to burn my house down. I don’t get paid enough for this shit.”

Financial planning experts noted that Americans need to adjust to living with an influx of bills.

“It used to be that one would only need to worry about utilities, phone, and cable bills. But with multi-tier internet and subscription services becoming the norm, I’ve estimated the average person receives a billing notification every 36 hours. And a constant barrage of bills and notifications of increasing fees is guaranteed to drive anyone insane, so we mentally block them out,” said Henry Quan. “The best way to mitigate bills is to share logins and passwords, use your work computer for personal use, and if anyone wants to talk with you, make them do it face to face.”

As of press time, McKellan was distressed to receive another unforeseen bill but was relieved to find it was just his overdue credit card statement and threw it in the trash.

Real Life Frank Grimes? This Millennial Has Worked Hard His Entire Life and Has Literally Nothing To Show for It!

There are few television shows among millennials that resonate as much as “The Simpsons,” and we all have somebody in our lives who spent their formative years watching syndicated reruns every weekday. However, while most millennials have been content with quoting classic episodes or doing the occasional Mr. Burns impression, one man has taken his presumed fandom to a whole new level by modeling his entire life after one of the show’s characters.

Pretty cool!

Meet 37-year-old Brian Symanski of Bedford, Indiana, who’s currently in a perpetual impression of one of Springfield’s most iconic one-off citizens, Frank Grimes. Brian took the advice of every adult in his life and pursued a career path he was passionate about, majoring in Communications at Purdue University with the mistaken understanding that the degree would help him in the job market. The result has been decades of toil with a yield of absolutely nothing, exactly like Frank Grimes!

Wow! If that’s not a dedicated fan, I don’t know what is!

After completing his degree, Brian decided he wanted to go to law school. However, despite stellar undergraduate grades and an impressive LSAT score, he realized he couldn’t afford to continue his education. As a result, Brian now works as an administrative assistant at a local distribution center. What’s more, the crippling student loan debt he incurred sixteen years ago (the interest of which his monthly payment doesn’t even cover) coupled with high costs of living, have recently forced Brian to take on a second job working nights in a nearby foundry. Now, who does that remind you of?

As if this likeness couldn’t be more uncanny, while at the day job for which he is grossly overqualified and insultingly underpaid, Brian regularly encounters far less competent coworkers who routinely rise above his rank due to both nepotism and the sheer oversight of his superiors. The ineptitude of one colleague in particular regularly causes more work for Brian, and his repeated attempts to call attention to this injustice are met with exasperated indifference from his boss. Looks like someone found his own personal Homer Simpson. Brian must be the envy of fans everywhere!

We suppose it’s only a matter of time before the crushing weight and hopelessness of the utter hellscape we all occupy gets the better of Brian and he snaps, in true Grimesean fashion. Let’s just hope he’s not near any high voltage equipment when it happens!

Murder by Death Celebrates 1,000,000th Metal Fan Disappointed

LOUISVILLE, Ky. — Cult Americana legends Murder by Death are celebrating a unique milestone by officially disappointing one million metalheads who were enticed by their brutal band name, according to a press release.

“We in Murder by Death always knew that by sticking together we could achieve the monumental landmark of bumming out one million metalheads who made assumptions about us based on our name,” said frontman Adam Turla, who is rumored to be converting the band’s practice space into a craft bourbon distillery. “We feel a surge of pride every time some grindcore teen puts on a song like ‘Shiola’ and sits there waiting for the chugging 7-string guitars and double kick to enter. Surprise, surprise–they never do. All you’re getting is acoustic guitar and spiritual anguish. So tonight, we’ll knock back some whiskey sours to celebrate. Tomorrow, we begin the climb to two million.”

The one-millionth metalhead to give Murder by Death a shot articulated his confusion over the band’s goals.

“I just don’t get it. Both nouns in their band name reference killing, yet there are no growls, or Boss HM-2s, or blast beats. You’ve got to be a bunch of sick fucks to bamboozle innocent music fans who just want to rock out to tales of depraved homicide,” declared Tanner Hancock, who was recently suspended from school for yelling “FUCKING SLAYER!” in a guidance counselor’s face. “This whole process has taught me a lot about making assumptions. Now I’ll continue to make assumptions and sue any time they are not met. I’m talking with lawyers who think we may have a strong class action lawsuit case on our hands.”

Music industry veterans emphasized the importance of setting expectations with your band’s name and imagery.

“Murder by Death came up in a time where artist names ceased to matter, so it made sense to change their name from the very suitable Little Joe Gould to their baffling current moniker,” said Janine Sanford, head of A&R for Capitol Records. “You had grind bands called stupid shit like The Tony Danza Tapdance Extravaganza. And now we see rappers call themselves Lil Baby. So I have no advice for bands anymore. Words mean nothing. My job is irrelevant. I should have gone into nursing.”

As of press time, Hancock’s case has been thrown out, as he was reportedly overheard saying that songs off Murder by Death’s 2008 album Red of Tooth & Claw “actually go pretty hard.”

Photo by Puramyun31.

Ten Underrated Albums From 1999 That Could Have Saved Woodstock ‘99

Ah, the 1900s! A time before Spotify, YouTube, smartphones, and daily school shootings. A simpler time. A more innocent time! Anyway, let’s get to the last year with “19” at the forefront: 1999 is SO much more than a Prince reference, and was quite a year for rock, roll, heart, and soul outside of the nu metal and boy band movement that took over TRL. We attempted to list the top ten most underrated albums from 1999, and before you yell at us in the comments for being brilliant, albums such as Saves the Day’s “Through Being Cool,” Jimmy Eat World’s “Clarity,” AFI’s “Black Sails in the Sunset,” The Ataris’ “Blue Skies, Broken Hearts… Next 12 Exits,” and other obvious entries are disqualified from mention here; you’re not bigger than this, not better, why can’t you learn?

The Aquabats “The Aquabats! vs. the Floating Eye of Death!”

You know that an album is an extremely serious venture when the band’s actual name is in its title, but Huntington Beach, California’s The Aquabats wouldn’t have it any other way. It has been said that the mid-’90s ska-punk trend effectively died by the end of the ‘90s, and bands associated with porkpie hats and checkerboard slip-ons “needed” to ditch the upstrokes and horns, and embrace more keyboards and outside genre influences. Well, The Aquabats did this in style and a weird as hell unconventional by definition fashion with their third full-length studio album “The Aquabats! Vs. the Floating Eye of Death!” and basically created the best Devo album that the legendary Akron, Ohio band never made. The band would never be the same again with each follow up in the 2000s that distanced themselves more and more from the lampooned “ska” word. Hello, goodnight; sequence erase!

Chevelle “Point No. 1”

Point No. 1: You may give us crap for including Chevelle in this underrated album piece, but the band effectively is a more straightforward version of Tool with much shorter songs, and they do know how to rock. That is not a joke. Point No. 2: Send the pain below if you disagree. Yeah. When a casual rock fan thinks of the Chicago familial three-piece they usually don’t go any further back then the band’s monster radio hit “The Red,” from their major label debut album and sophomore release “Wonder What’s Next,” but the group’s first effort “Point No. 1” deserves your time and attention as well. If you want a further selling point, the record was produced by Steve Albini, and you love the late producer, we all do. In closing, Chicago is so twenty-five years ago.

The Donnas “Get Skintight!”

And now we’re at the point in this piece wherein we wax poetic about the first of two records that would TOTALLY be canceled in 2024: Palo Alto, California’s The Donnas’ third full-length studio album “Get Skintight!” contains a song called “I Wouldn’t Like You Anyway,” and said composition contains this nursery rhyme-esque line, “You thought I would be broken hearted. Maybe I would if you weren’t so retarded!” Different times, different times. More on that later. Well, let’s get to why we included this album here: The Donnas truly came into their own as a hard rock, and not just punk, powerhouse here, which set them up for one more high quality indie release with Lookout! Records, “The Donnas Turn 21,” and eventual mainstream success with “Take It Off” from their major label debut, “Spend the Night”. So, get skintight, and more importantly, get out of my room.

Edna’s Goldfish “The Elements of Transition”

Like we mentioned above, many ska acts tried to distance themselves from the genre around ‘98 and ‘99, and a band called Edna’s Goldfish that you may have never heard of unless you’re a hep hepcat kind of did such by creating one of the better ska-punk/ska-adjacent “The Elements of Transition.” The title is quite an accurate representation of the sophomore full-length studio record in full, even though their debut “Before You Knew Better” was forward thinking and quite vibrant as well. Sadly, “The Elements of Transition” was the Long Island, New York band’s last release before their split just one year later. Happily, the band went on to reunite a few times over the next decade, so we are crossing our fingers for at least one more show or four more days in November.

Farside “The Monroe Doctrine”

Yes, we know, Rage Against the Machine’s Zach de la Rocha played guitar for a short time for Orange County, California’s Farside, but the band deserves much more notoriety for their actual songs, albums, and contributions to the scene at large. Revelation Records is easily one of the more important rock record labels of all time, but for some reason or another, Farside doesn’t get mentioned in the same breath as labelmates Texas is the Reason, Gorilla Biscuits, Youth of Today, and Quicksand. Obviously, we’re here to change that with the mention of Farside’s final record “The Monroe Doctrine,” and we have just one question for you, “What the hell is melodic hardcore anyway?” The world may never know, but it’s definitely better than crying. Also, what’s not to like about a singer named Michael Vogelsang who also goes by “Popeye,” and a band with a song called “Liz Hurley”?

Limp “Guitarded”

Alex, we’ll take an album title that could not exist in 2024 for twenty-four hundred and four dollars, please: San Francisco Bay Area, California’s Limp’s, wait for it, wait for it, “Guitarded”. Now reentering the studio like The Donnas’ more than dated “retarded” reference above, Limp doubled down on offensive depravity with its WTF wheelchair album cover that shouldn’t have been made last century, let alone today… but here we are in 2024 still talking about it. Still, not too many people today discuss any Limp act without the Bizkit, and “Guitarded,” let alone Limp’s entire catalog is WAY too slept on for its own good. Take more than ten minutes to downtown, and enjoy their second of two full-length studio albums for Honest Don’s Records, a subsidiary of Fat Mike of NOFX’s Fat Wreck Chords. Or don’t, poser.

MU330 “Self-Titled”

Even though MU330’s fourth full-length studio album “Crab Rangoon” is admittedly our favorite release from the multi-genre, and yes, ska-adjacent St. Louis, Missouri band, their fifth and self-titled album sits proudly in the silver medal position as a close second, and it came out in 1999, so that explains why we’re squabbling along about it here. It also has to be said that MU330’s vocalist/guitarist Dan Potthast may be on your radar as well as he has worked and toured with your favorite human, Jeff Rosenstock. However, Potthast’s main act just never got their due, and that’s a low down dirty shame. In addition to being an underrated release from ‘99, MU330 is also one of the more underappreciated bands from Mike Park’s Asian Man Records, who also put out releases from Alkaline Trio, Joyce Manor, Big D and the Kids Table, and The Lawrence Arms.

Pilfers “Chawalaleng”

The fact that New York City’s Pilfers’ Mojo Records full-length studio album “Chawalaleng” FINALLY hit DSPs such as Spotify this year after a long void is quite a travesty, but it’s just in time for you to check out this ska, reggae, dub, punk, and every other genre in existence LP. Before we get into more specifics, it has to be said that this one didn’t abandon the upstrokes like so many others before and after it. Pilfers’ frontman is former Toasters vocalist Coolie Ranx, who is a legend in the scene, and he absolutely shredded it on vocals for the group that somehow had a large fanbase yet didn’t connect on a mainstream level. One can blame the label, one can blame the music economy at large, one can blame poor timing, but we blame you and only you… Elevation!

Save Ferris “Modified”

We swear that it’s the last one: This piece contains a hell of a lot of ska and it’s not even ska week anymore. And we know how much you loved ska week. Orange County, California’s Save Ferris’ “Modified,” much like the aforementioned Edna’s Goldfish LP “The Elements of Transition,” actually was an accurate title/genre representation of the great songs that it had. It’s a double-edged sword when a band is known for another act’s music, and Save Ferris had a hit on their debut full-length studio album “It Means Everything” with their cover of Dexys Midnight Runners’ 1980s hit “Come On Eileen,” which despite what you may or may not think, is not a Brazzers reference. However, if you ask a casual Warped Tour fan, even one from the ‘90s, to name ONE song from their follow-up “Modified,” you’ll likely get no love.

Shades Apart “Eyewitness”

Back to another underrated act from Revelation Records to turn this motha out AND close the show to your applause: Bridgewater Township, New Jersey’s Shades Apart released two high quality RR albums for the label, eventually signed with conglomerate Universal Records, and put out “Eyewitness” shortly afterwards. Easily one of the best AND underrated major label rock albums from the ‘90s, and certainly in our Top Eight for 1999, “Eyewitness” had a feature in the movie-film “American Pie” with their single “Stranger By The Day,” which was also on its successful soundtrack, but failed to rise to arena status. The band went on to put out another, albeit worse record at the beginning of the next century for the label, and sadly split up shortly after. It’s hard to top “Eyewitness,” and we posit that if it came out in the mid-’90s the band would still be around today.

Werewolves Ranked by Who Would Make the Best Emotional Support Dog

I’m sick and tired of catching flack for taking my emotional support dog with me everywhere I go. I have a diagnosed anxiety disorder and my dog is basically my medicine. You wouldn’t tell someone “Hey, you can’t have insulin at this coffee shop” or “Say now, that Lexapro should be crated and kept with the luggage” so why is my four-legged helper any different?

I think the solution is a more intimidating dog. People had no problem confronting me and my beloved therapy Pomeranian Scraps, but now that Scraps is helping people with their PTSD in heaven (rest in power king) it’s time to up the fear factor. I’ve decided my next therapy dog will be adopted from a werewolf movie.

I’ve been doing a deep dive (thanks ADHD!) looking at all the options and I think I’ve narrowed the search down to these 25 films. So which of these bloodthirsty lycanthropes is going to be my emergency cuddle buddy? Let’s break it down!

25. Wolfcop

There’s nothing I find less emotionally supportive than a narc. While I believe that police dogs can be retrained into productive members of k-9 society, Wolf Cop chose to be a cop in his human form, and you can’t train someone out of being an asshole.

24. The Wolfman (2010)

If you’re the type of person who wants a pet werewolf, you certainly don’t want them to be boring and forgettable despite a stellar cast.

23. Teen Wolf Too

In his human form, at the right angle, in the right light, for just a second or two now and then he looks like Michael from “Arrested Development,” but most of the time he looks like a tall baby. It would be way too distracting to soothe my anxiety.

22. Silver Bullet

Sure, Reverend Lowe is good at ACTING supportive, at first, but then he gets all preachy and “Come to Jesus.” I can accept an emotional support animal who terrorizes my town with its bloodlust every month, but not one who is a textbook Christian hypocrite on top of that.

21. Twilight

Dogs make us feel good because they always act like they love us, but based on his performance as Jacob, I don’t think this dude could sell it even in wolf form. I imagine it would be as if you could see him thinking “I’m wagging my tail now to show my character’s affection.” I don’t have the budget for dog training and acting classes so Jacob is out.

20. Werewolf by Night

If I get a black and white service animal he’s going to be in beautiful celluloid and he’ll be lit properly, not just shot on digital and lazily de-saturated with fake CGI cigarette burns in the corner of the frame because, awww, he thinks he’s a real movie!

19. Werewolves Within

Never get a pet adopted from a video game, sorry, nerds, it just doesn’t work.

18. Underworld

Admittedly we’ve never seen these but just going off the trailers, it seems like taking a werewolf from the Underworld franchise as a pet would just be kind of a lot. Seems like it would involve tons of leather and Evanescence songs, it would just be exhausting.

17. Ginger Snaps

If you need emotional support the last place you should turn is to a teenage goth going through puberty. Everything is all about them. “Do boys like me?” “Am I cool enough?” “Am I a bad feminist if I shave my fur?” What about me Ginger? What about my needs?

16. Dog Soldiers

As any dog owner knows, when fireworks are going off, suddenly you are the emotional support animal. It’s just part of the deal, and while I’m willing to accept the responsibility for an ordinary K-9 or lycanthrope, these boys have seen combat. I’m not sure I’m equipped emotionally or physically to calm a werewolf with full-blown PTSD. Feels like a blanket wouldn’t quite cut it.

15. Trick ’r Treat

Sure the idea of having Anna Paquin on a leash lifts our mood, but is that psychologically healthy? Probably not.

14. Werewolf (1996)

As a person in need of an emotional support animal I’ve got a mountain of anxieties and insecurities to deal with. I don’t need to add “The MST3k Guys are ripping my dog a new asshole” to my mounting pile of concerns.

13. The Howling

I need an emotional support animal that I can trust, not one who’s going to act like my friend only to turn around and air all my dirty laundry on the evening news before turning into a monster. I respect the hell out of Karen White’s journalistic integrity, but if you’re going to be my service animal my emotional well-being needs to come before your big scoop.

12. Cursed

My last dog came from a breeder and I never heard the end of it for not adopting from a shelter. Imagine the kind of flack I would get for getting a dog from a Miramax movie. “Do you know how many dogs are euthanized every year? Do you know what Harvey Weinstein did?!”

11. Bad Moon

He’s cute in an offbeat sort of way, like those little weird hairless guys who win best in show now and again.

10. The Company of Wolves

This would satisfy both my need for a constant cuddly companion and my love of Victorian-period whimsy! I just need to train him to stop reminding me that he’s an allegory for male sexuality every 5 seconds. Do they have classes for that?

9. Curse of the Werewolf

You know I feel like we might just get each other? We both have a lot of baggage. Leon was born to a servant girl who had been raped by a crazed prisoner (who was driven to madness after being wrongfully condemned by a sadistic Marquese) and doomed to live as a werewolf because his Christmas day birth was an affront to God. And me? Well, I had a mom who could be very passive-aggressive. Let’s go play some fetch and work out these equally devastating traumas, whaddya say, boy?

8. I Was a Teenage Werewolf

There’s nothing cuter than a dog wearing human clothes, and our boy looks snazzy as hell in a Letterman jacket, but he has some behavioral problems. He’s a jumper, you can’t get him off the furniture, and he wants to kill everything in sight. Plus he’s a teenager, so I feel like I would be doing the bulk of the emotional support.

7. The Monster Squad

He attempts to turn himself in for murders he committed in his full-moon frenzy, so you know he’s a good boy. Unfortunately, this wolfman famously has nards. I wouldn’t want him to sacrifice his trademark just to be my therapy dog, but an un-neutered male dog can be exceptionally hard to train.

6. Werewolf of London

Sure he’s responsible for a series of grizzly murders, but I read that name and all I can see is an adorable montage of us hiking, playing fetch, and doing bath time set to that Warren Zevon song.

5. The Wolf Man (1941)

Larry Talbot is a stone-cold classic breed, basically the golden retriever of werewolves. My only concern would be that I don’t live in a great environment for this sort of pet. My neighbors are Dracula and Frankenstein, and he’s known to be aggressive towards those types. Maybe if I had a bigger yard and lived next to Abbot and Costello, we could make it work, but until I get my shit together I don’t think it’s a good fit.

4. Wolf Guy

It would be cool to have an emotional support animal with superpowers who solves crime. Unfortunately “Wolf Guy” never actually transforms into a wolf, so it would just be me with Sonny Chiba on a leash and that’s bad optics.

3. Wolf (1994)

In his wolf form he could give me the affection and sense of security I desperately need, and in his human form, he can help me finally get my shitty novel published! He does like to piss on shoes, but that’s a fairly even trade if you ask us! It’s a very bad book.

2. An American Werewolf in London

David is a good boy overall, but I see two major drawbacks. One, his transformation sequence takes like, forever. It’s impressive as hell, but do I really want to sit through it every time I wanna take him out for a walk? Secondly, unlike filmmaker John Landis, David is haunted by the the lives he’s taken.

1. Teen Wolf

Perfect! A great dog is like a best friend, but Scott is your best friend who is also a dog. You wanna talk about emotional support? Just look at what happens when Scott struts down the hallway in his adorable Letterman jacket, people just come alive around this dude! He’s just got a super positive energy you want to be around. Plus my name is Styles and I’m always pulling schemes, so really this is a match made in heaven!

Ben Gibbard’s Seasonal Depression Linked to Another Seattle Mariners Collapse

SEATTLE — Death Cab for Cutie Singer Ben Gibbard revealed that his seasonal depression is linked to another Seattle Mariners’ season collapsing, after holding a 10-game lead on their division in June and just missing the playoffs, confirmed similarly frustrated sources.

“I know I’m going to hit an emotional wall around the middle of September when I know I won’t be watching Mariners baseball in a month. Even seeing the colors navy and northwest green on anything triggers it and I need to quietly strum an acoustic guitar and hum to myself, usually something that ends up becoming our next single, that’s how most of ‘Narrow Stairs’ was written. ‘Cath…’ is literally about watching the Phillies win and how jealous I was of their fans,” stated Gibbard. “I can’t even begin to describe my mental state when ‘The Sound of Settling’ was released after a Mariners 93-69 season and still missed the postseason.”

Long-time Death Cab for Cutie fan Leif Malikot couldn’t help but be excited when he noticed the Mariners were once again not in the playoffs.

“Death Cab has defined my youth and now adulthood with some of the best music of the indie genre ever produced. So when it’s clear the Mariners are not going to the playoffs, and more notably after a horrendous collapse, you know Ben is cooking up some amazing jams for the near future,” exclaimed Leif. “Sometimes we get some upbeat songs and catchy riffs, but it’s when the Houston Astros are in the playoffs once again instead of the Mariners is when Ben really shines. Clearly, that’s what ‘I Will Follow You into the Dark’ is about. Can’t wait for more classics!”

Official Mariners’ mascot, Mariner Moose, thanked fans during the last game of the season at T-Mobile park and left everyone hopeful for a better campaign in 2025.

“The game of baseball is always about giving it your all at the plate! I appreciate all the kind words from fans as the players and I try to keep you pumped up with every pitch! We just want to see everyone smile and have a good time at the games,” said the mascot. “Which is why I’m asking kindly once again for Benjamin Gibbard to please stop sending me demo recordings of his songs where he threatens me and blames me for the team’s shortcomings. It was funny the first few times but I’m prepared to take legal action if it doesn’t stop.”

As of press time, Gibbard also stated that a good 75% of his music since 2008 is about his heartbreak over the Seattle SuperSonics moving to Oklahoma City.

I Think They Might Be Giants Is the Best Band in the World Unless You Disagree

Look, I’m not going to mince words here. I’m going to say this loud and proud: I think They Might Be Giants is the best band in the world unless you disagree. That’s right. I said it. The brilliant artistic vision that birthed from the music-loins of John Flansburgh and John Linnell is unmatched by any other musician ever. And if you have a problem with that, then I defer to your opinion.

Let me put it to you this way: “Put Your Hand Inside The Puppet Head” slaps way harder than anything Charli xcx ever made. Unless you think “365” slaps harder, then, okay. You’re probably right. But put “Puppet Head” up to anything else she’s done and you have to admit that it’s no contest. Of course, if you DO contest that, then I got nothing.

But hear me out. You can’t possibly come up with a better cohesive album than “Flood”, unless you can. Then alright. You win. But before I concede, I got four words for you: “Birdhouse In Your Soul.” What do you have to say about that? If it’s a shrug, then I hear you. Total shrug. Never mind.

Now, let’s be honest here, music fan to music fan. Flansburgh’s guitar work on his side-project Mono Puff is most likely the most incredible artistry that any player could possibly accomplish alive or dead, including Jimi Hendrix. However, if you were to say something like, “Jimi Hendrix’s playing is way better than Flansburgh’s and it’s completely absurd for you to even say that,” then, okay! Point made! I’m hard-pressed to disagree with you there.

But can you honestly think of another band that could write a better theme song for “The Daily Show” than TMBG? I don’t think so. Unless it’s LCD Soundsystem, Fatboy Slim or even The Strokes. Perhaps R.E.M. Or Yo La Tengo. Talking Heads, I guess. I’d even accept Weird Al.

Anyway, I might just sell these front row tickets to their show coming up. Unless you want to come for a laugh. I don’t care. Unless you care. Then totally. Or not. Whatever. Just don’t hit me.