Yes, Lord Vader: Ranking ‘Star Wars’ Characters By How Kinky They Would Be

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, kinks were very much alive and well. The struggle against the Empire is so all-consuming that a little release is only necessary! Below we’ve ranked the kinks (all consensual, of course) related to 50 ‘Star Wars’ characters. This is all canon, by the way, just as George Lucas intended and pulled from early 1970s screenplay draft marginalia. These are the kinks you’re looking for.

50. Aunt Beru – Smoking Cigarettes in Bed

Nothing brought Aunt Beru more satisfaction than sucking down a nicotine tube with one hand while pleasuring Uncle Owen with her other. Her search history is all smoking-related porn and cigarette erotica. Of course this led to tragic consequences (often blamed on Imperial stormtroopers), but real ones know what was going on with Aunt Beru. If you look closely at the charred ruins, there’s clearly a carton of Parliaments.

49. Boss Nass – Ass Play and Fingering

That’s no moon. That’s Boss Nass’s butthole. The word “ass” is in his name, after all. Nothing too unique or out of the ordinary here, it’s just that Boss Nass has the most leg-shattering orgasms with a bit of assplay. You know how floppy and loose his jowls are when speaking? As above, so below. He puts on a big show as the leader of the Gungans, but firm anal punishment will have Boss Nass wriggling with pleasure in no time. For most employees that want to resign, fingerbanging Boss Nass’s sloppy bootyhole bussy until he squeezes your knuckle off is the only way out of that underwater kingdom.

48. Darth Vader – Leather Daddy

Want that whip? Want to be gagged? Need the full zipper leather gimp suit? Darth Vader has you covered with his closet of delights. What a sassy queen, vamping it up for his own staff. Get ready for tight, fine leather, used only once per “session,” as Lord Vader calls it. Beneath that chest plate are nipple rings, plus Death Star-themed clamps to excite the Lord while you toggle the whip handle base, inserted into him like that famous Robert Mapplethorpe photograph.

47. Chewbacca – Furries

This one should be fairly obvious. Chewbacca even has his own fur suit, which makes him incredibly sweaty when he dons his ultraviolet fox costume. Let this Wookie run his hirsute fingers down the nape of your neck, circle various orifices, bring you to absolute wonder. Plus you can watch furry content together while cuddling in his matted, gruff chest.

46. R2-D2 – Cuckolding

R2 loves watching, in the corner, quietly beeping away. Plus, he has amazing filming capabilities. Sexy surveillance. You can sleep with R2’s wife, and he will send you the footage to be projected in miniature, anytime you want. For an android, R2-D2 is particularly non-possessive. He encourages his partner to explore their sexual freedom, only if he can delight in the stories later and store them into his personal perverted memory bank.

45. Lando – Betrayal Kink

Lando will text you about meeting up with a waterfall of flirty emojis, only to cancel at the last minute and try to reschedule. Meanwhile he’s stroking himself, knowing how upset you are by his erotic disloyalty. He’s snitched on friends, reported folks for parking illegally, and has “situationships” all across the universe (several in Cloud City itself), all for a deeply held betrayal kink. Just ask him about Han, or don’t – Lando will instantly get off just thinking about it.

44. Kuiil – Exhibitionism

Before wandering around spouting out “I have spoken,” Kuiil was known for flashing and exhibitionism. He’s banned from most public pools. A preference for nude beaches or colonies is fine, but walking about open-air markets of Tatooine without pants (Kuiil’s former favorite pastime) might not work for everyone else. This is often why he’s alone, suntanning his asshole in blissful solitude and letting it all hang out on the warm desert rocks.

43. Exogorth aka Space Slug – Constant Oral

Let’s just say it: this Space Slug will glug. He’s a giver, not a taker. He’s want you as a starfish, affixed to the mattress. While an oral fixation may be welcome, occupational hazards arise when considering size disparities. It’s a risk when the entire mouth risks possible swallowing a partner whole, but the “X” in Exogorth is there for a reason – this worm gives infamously 100% solid sloppy toppy mouth action. He might be busy defending his moon craters, but he’s never too busy for third base. In fact, he lives there.

42. Luke Skywalker – Daddy Fetish

The trauma of learning that your father was trying to kill you may fuse the brain circuitry in certain impressionable minds. Now, he seeks out ‘zaddy’ figures to dominate and pound his vulnerable, supple body. Sure, Luke has seen a double sunset, but he’ll be experiencing double penetration after finally jumping on Scruff. The only thing Luke has a “bad feeling about” is the prospect of not meeting hot horny single silver foxes in his area.

41. Nien Nunb – Sadism and Masochism

This arms dealer and smuggler, constantly muttering while expertly piloting, is secretly one of the most sexual deviants among the Rebel forces. He loves pain: on himself, on others, implied in the world, any amount of unpleasantness leaves Nien Nunb’s nutsack empty. Behind that vest? A ball-gag for all occasions, handcuffs ready to go. Get ready for punishment from Nien Nunb, and being late only makes it worse. Nien Nunb is your master now.

40. Sebulba – Group Sex

You nasty, Sebulba. How far those arms reach? Enough for two reacharounds in separate bedrooms, plus keeping those feet busy pleasuring folks on the couch. Everyone’s favorite sex party guest. When not podracing, Sebulba be fucking. Entire families, at once. It’s a common fact that in most Gen-Z friend groups, Sebulba has had sex with at least two people.

39. Nute Gunray – Hosiery

Nute Gunray is a stunner in leggings. Get him in some fine lacy lingerie, and you have one hot Neimoidian on your hands. Once you get him out of that giant hat and into something more “comfortable,” Nute’s personality shines. He’s a tender lover, with a preference for gentle caressing under, over and in-between the lace. Something has to take his mind off the Trade Federation!

38. Darth Maul – Foot Fetish

Who’s that secretly snapping photos from afar? Using his binoculars to spy on tanned Tattooine tootsies? Why it’s Darth Maul, of course, climbing every height to get a better view of lady feet. His OnlyFans subscription list is all foot content, which he scrolls in between defending the empire. If you like the patterns on his face, wait until you see how beautiful his feet are – it’s like an erotic rorschach test.

37. Grand Moff Tarkin – Gagging

Before blowing up in the Death Star, Grand Moff Tarkin observed Lord Vader choke plenty of colleagues from afar, watching while rock hard. As such, he loves watching the act of gagging. He especially loves fingers shoved down his throat, feeling the acidic bile creep up before planting a wet kiss on his lover’s body. The sound of gagging alone will force Moff into a need to find a nearby unoccupied bathroom stall for release.

36. Lobot – Ear Play

Ears are often cited as one of the most erogenous zones. Before you nibble or gently breathe your warm galactic breath in Lobot’s ears, you must remove his headset, no easy feat. It’s like removing a chastity belt. Caress the indents left in Lobot’s skull and go to town on his often-protected, rarely-seen ears; he will finish in his pants from ear play alone.

35. Wedge Antilles – Submissive Humiliation

Often an afterthought in the ‘Star Wars’ series, Wedge knows his place and likes it. In fact, he loves it. In all seriousness, he gets off on it. Call him a worthless piece of shit. He may be one of the most talented pilots, miraculously surviving cheek by jowl beside protagonists and legacy characters, but he prefers to remain in the shadows and experience merciless mockery. Don’t feel bad, he can only get it up with such afterthought consideration. Somewhere a well-paid dominatrix is slapping him right now, telling him that he’s trash. He’s over the moon with joy.

34. Ephant Mon – Facesitting

Ephant Mon wants you to straddle that husk of a mug, from his gaping maw to his beady eyes. Ride and grind that nose while giggling away, someone has to keep the mercenary company. Once it’s his turn to sit on your face, make sure you have a Morse code-style password to bang on the floor so he doesn’t suffocate you. And yes, he will want to be cuddled after, but as the “little spoon” so good luck figuring that one out.

33. Palpatine – Electrostimulation

Let your flesh sizzle and your nipples zing as Palpatine charges bolts of delicious electricity through your mammal husk. “We’re made of electricity, after all. Stardust and electricity,” Palpatine spouts and waxes poetic at bars (the same line he uses on everyone) only to bring home tipsy strangers and throw lightning bolts at them. Between the seatless electric chair and cattle prods, Palpatine has an entire closet for an evening sure to leave you with Lichtenberg scars.

32. Tessek – Olfactophilia

Scents, sniffs, smells, pungent aromas, sweats – it all gets Tessek stirring. Tessek whinnies in delight anytime he enters an olfactory-tingling atmosphere, turned on by the stank of alien movement. Lift your armpits and let his appendages (each with the ability to sniff) crawl around your body. Because of this turn-on, Tessek also doesn’t shower, staying constantly aroused but often solitary due to the off-putting stench.

31. Wicket – Age Play

Wicket is notoriously down for age play. He loves to prostrate himself upon a log like a naughty Ewok schoolboy, waiting for the big bad Ewok cougar teacher to give him a lesson. It goes deep, too. Wicket proudly wears a diaper around the Ewok colony, cradling his milk bottle and claiming to be “everyone’s favorite sexy baby of the woods.” The only reason Wicket was enthusiastic about C-3PO was because he was looking for a new zaddy. Wicket’s dating apps reveal that he is looking to be “punished” by an Ewok DILF or MILF. Wicket doesn’t discriminate.

30. Salacious Crumb – Virginity Fetish

For such a gross-looking rat creature, Salacious Crumb is a total prude. He will exclusively sleep with virgins, yielding his bedroom antics to limited nights – very few are taking his offer up to “show how lovemakin’ works.” Any roleplay with him involves virginity, too. Beggars can’t be choosers, ya nerf-herder. Also you’re in Jabba’s Palace, you think anyone there is a virgin?

29. Mace Windu – Temperature Play

All those years wielding a lightsaber has birthed an attraction to hot metal. As such, Mace is obsessed with having piping hot metal pressed against his body while blindfolded. Preference is for fast temperature switches, such as an ice-pack immediately applied. Even looking at a thermostat will tighten that Mace Windu bulge, leading to awkward bending and crossed legs at Jedi High Council meetings.

28. Admiral Ackbar – Praise Kink

Sometimes, even an Admiral needs to hear that they’re a “good boy.” Admiral Akbar prefers “soft BDSM,” with positive reinforcing language. With a highly stressful job and poor familial support network, his sexual release in the bedroom is doubled when he’s told that he’s just doing a good job. Be careful with insincere compliments, though, otherwise you’ll hear, “It’s a trap!”

27. IG-88 – Sploshing

This is the ultimate conundrum: IG-88 loves seeing sexual partners surrounded by water, but is unable to be surrounded by water himself. He’s an android, afterall. What is forbidden becomes desired. This is known as “sploshing,” attraction to immersion in wet substances. Unfortunately any exposure to moisture would make him junk, but that doesn’t stop his quiet perverted beeping by the seashore.

26. Han Solo – Ice Nipple Play

Being frozen in that carbonite changed Han. He loved the feeling of being pressed against cool slabs. Now, Han can remain solo in bed and climax without any other stimulus besides cold cubes rubbed around his chest. Ring a large whiskey glass square of frozen ice around Han Solo’s magnificent hair and tanned nipples. You’ll send Han into hyperdrive.

Ghost Feeling Pressure to Be “On” in Front of Family That Just Moved Into House

BANGOR, Maine — The Ghost of Downing Manor was reportedly feeling pressure to be “on” and haunt the family that just moved into his house despite not really being in the mood to entertain guests, paranormal sources confirmed.

“It’s not that I don’t enjoy scaring the shit out of people, but I just drove the last family out of the house screaming a couple days ago and I was hoping to have a little ‘me time’ before I had any more new guests,” said the specter, watching the family unpack through the eye holes of an oil painting. “Nobody understands that it takes a lot of energy to think of creative ways to haunt people—you have to strike the right balance so you scare them enough that they leave, but not so much that they try to find the source of your eternal trauma and banish your soul to purgatory forever. I just need a couple of days to recharge and then I’ll feel mentally prepared to spray ectoplasm out of the shower and drop a chandelier on the table during dinner.”

New homeowner Stuart Barnes was reportedly unimpressed with the apparition’s efforts after scarcely witnessing so much as a door unnaturally slamming shut over the entire weekend.

“I didn’t sell our old house, pack up my family, and move into the infamous ‘Downing Murder House’ just for some sad sack ghost to half-ass his haunting duties,” said Barnes, unscrewing the single hanging light bulb leading to the creepy attic. “This was supposed to be a traumatizing new chapter in our lives that we’d never fully recover from, but this ghost can’t even be bothered to briefly appear in the mirror and then disappear when I turn around. And would it kill him to smear a little blood on the walls? My five-year old isn’t even having any nightmares, and that kid is scared of the Mucinex booger.”

The signs of a haunting were reportedly so slim that Barnes called in a paranormal investigator to determine if there was even a ghost in the house at all.

“This EKG reading barely shows a hint of paranormal activity, confirming my worst fears—this lazy new generation of poltergeists doesn’t even want to haunt anymore!” said ghost hunter Dale Parsons, sweeping the dusty manor for signs of spectral activity. “These modern ghouls are so big on boundaries and flexible haunting hours that they forget the thrill of tormenting a man night after night until they slowly drive them to the brink of madness. Now, if you’re lucky enough to move into a house with a Victorian-era ghost you’ll see some real work ethic—even the creepy child ghosts will ask you to come play with them at all hours of the night. But these lazy ghosts nowadays won’t even rattle a cabinet after 5pm on a Friday.”

At press time, Barnes was reportedly similarly frustrated after a late-night encounter in the woods with a werewolf wearing a “Not Friendly—Do Not Pet!” vest.

If My Nieces and Nephews Didn’t Want To Hear Me Drunkenly Rant About How Cool Garbage Pail Kids Cards Were, They Shouldn’t Have Brought up Whatever the Fuck They Were Talking About

First of all, I am allowed to have a social life. I’m not just gonna sit alone in my apartment like there is no life out there to live. I refuse, flat out refuse, to clear my entire day just because my sister’s twins are turning twelve and the fam is getting together at four for a BBQ. The Pub was playing a replay of the “Miracle on Ice” game at noon, and day drinking on a weekend day isn’t sad, it’s called “Brunch.” What it would have been is unpatriotic; if you skip knocking back six Miller High Lifes and watching that game you are basically spitting on a war memorial.

And, what were the kids even talking about? Pokemon? That is basically a cock fighting ring for snuggly animals that fart lightning. Hey kids, breeding pit bulls to fight each other is A-OK as long as you can encapsulate their sadness in a mystical ball after they lose. What could be better than that? How about a stack of gross-out cards that double as stickers and also stick it to lame-ass cabbage patch dolls!

My nephew Steve looked at me with a blank stare when I rattled off the best Steve cards. Stuffed Steve, he was a kid made of bread and stuffed into a turkey, that’s dope. Heavin Stevens, that was puking, one was like a polar bear boy puking into an ICEE cup, that is super gross! Stumped Steve, was a little wooden totem kid with an ax through his head, genius! And all that little shit could do was look me dead in the eyes and try to steer the conversation back to new “skins” dropping in Fortnite that night. “Fuck that” I yelled.

Then, my sister insisted I talk to the adults, so I cracked a twisted tea and sat down with my finance bro inlaw. Apparently, he doesn’t consider the Garbage Pail Kids movie an investment, even though I have like one of the five known copies on beta-max and a Japanese bootleg on laserdisc. Let’s all just pretend, that when I sell my original 1985 Adam Bomb card, I wont clear 5k on that sale. But okay, sure, I’m the asshole because I won’t take my cigarette out front. Family is the worst.

Self-Conscious Concertgoer Really Needed to Hear Crowd He’s In Was Amazing Tonight

MILWAUKEE — Local sad sack and frequent concert attendee Jorges Henderson recently had his spirits lifted after hearing the singer of the band Stubbourne say the crowd he was in was amazing, uplifted sources reported.

“Look, I’ll be honest. Life’s been tough. I don’t have many friends and I’m stuck at this dead end corporate job where I fuck everything up but not in a cool, ‘Office Space’ way, more so in a sad, pathetic, and overly incompetent way,” said the dejected 32-year-old Henderson. “To help cope, I went to the Stubbourne show last night and they said something that really changed my outlook on life. The vocalist thanked the crowd for being amazing and this was just after I let out a little woo with a fist pump so I think they were talking directly to me. It’s like he was Tony Robbins or something.”

The lead vocalist of the band thinks Henderson might’ve taken the comment a little too personally.

“Oh, ok so this is kind of awkward. It’s cool that one guy is happier, but don’t get it twisted. We say that to every crowd and give them the compliment so they feel incentivized to cheer louder after we play one of our less popular or brand new songs,” said frontwoman Lydia Spears. “Look, they can’t all be amazing. Especially if it’s Milwaukee, there’s no way in hell Wisconsin would be the best show we’d ever play. Those assholes only bought two shirts and one LP but they had no problem snatching up all of our free stickers from the merch table. Honestly, worst crowd we’ve ever had.”

Researchers at Marquette University have studied this phenomenon extensively and found it similar to the placebo effect.

“It’s very interesting indeed. We noticed a majority of depressed concertgoers rebounded tremendously after hearing praise from a drunk singer in a dingy, odorous venue, even after controlling for external variables like expensive ticket prices, physical injury in the pit, and annoying people who won’t shut up during the entire show,” said a puzzled Dr. Brittany Forester. “But, on the other hand, it makes complete sense. Of course, people with low self-esteem would slurp up any positive feedback, even if it’s an empty gesture meant to fill space while guitarists tune their instruments. That being said, these singers are motivating and inspiring the masses. In that sense, they’re shaping up to be the true backbone of American society, much more than cops or politicians at the very least.”

At press time, therapists across the world are demanding bands to stop spreading positive affirmations, as their clientele has dropped by 90%.

Every Baroness Album Ranked Worst to Best

If you’re remotely interested in multi-genre metal, or you went to the Savannah College of Art and Design, chances are you know of Baroness. Their multiple lineup changes, nearly-fatal bus crash on tour, and intricate album covers, painted by frontman John Dyer Baizley, often precede their actual music, which is a damn shame, because we’ll say it out loud right now: there is not a single truly bad album in their discography. However, there’s also no real consensus on what sucks and what doesn’t amongst fans. Ask for a ranking on Reddit and you’ll get as many permutations as we can imagine without asking a math nerd to get us an exact number.

Here’s where we stand.

6. Gold & Grey

We like weird shit as much as the next guy who used to be into hardcore but has somehow lived past the age of 40. But “Gold & Grey” leans a little too hard into the experimental aspect for our taste, and even the kookiest of arrangements can’t hide the fact that the production is awful. Rarely does a layman like ourselves notice stuff like “compression,” but the audio quality of “Gold & Grey” is so crispy that it completely neuters the sprawling compositions Baroness is trying to utilize. This sounds like it’s blowing out the speakers of a 2005 Honda Accord but you’re listening on $500 Bose headphones. Oh well.

Play it again: “Seasons”
Skip it: All of it if you’re an audio engineer

5. Purple

This is the entry that will get our home address leaked on the Baroness subreddit. “Purple” wins a lot of popularity contests, and while that is by no means undeserved, there are simply other albums that accomplish a similar sonic goal as this album, but better. We don’t deny that “Shock Me” is an all-time banger, though. That’s your go-to soundtrack for running a crane through your ex’s front door.

Play it again: “Shock Me,” “Fugue”
Skip it: “The Iron Bell”

 

 

4. STONE

The band’s most recent release “STONE” is often considered their “return to form” after the mild mess of “Gold & Grey.” That’s an accurate assessment. “STONE” brings back a kinder, heavier Baroness, complete with some truly top-notch fucking shredding from guitarist Gina Gleason, who also provides backing vocals that somehow match Baizley’s intensity. We genuinely don’t know how she’s doing both of those at the same time when they play live.

Play it again: “Last Word,” “Anodyne,” “Beneath the Rose”
Skip it: “Bloom”

3. Red Album

Our ranking of “Red Album” just above the halfway mark will likely anger early fans who think they’ve never outdone this album, but also anger newer fans who prefer their more highly-polished works. However, “Red Album” is everything you both want and expect from a metal debut. It’s raw, angry, occasionally super moody, and, importantly, fucking loud. But the only reason this isn’t higher is that somewhat predictably, the record loses steam in the middle third. That’s a rookie mistake we can overlook in exchange for skullcrushers like “Isak.”

Play it again: “Rays On Pinion,” “Isak,” “O’Appalachia”
Skip it: “Aleph”

2. Yellow & Green

Utterly massive double album “Yellow & Green” represents Baroness at their most introspective and emotional. This is the gold medal winning work for soul-crushing lyricism, though–Baizley made us cry with nautical metaphors for drug addiction on “March to the Sea,” and more directly on that topic on “Take My Bones Way” (their most-streamed track on Spotify). Put many of these songs on your “Sad Bangers” playlist.

Play it again: “Take My Bones Away,” “March to the Sea,” “Green Theme”
Skip it: The last few tracks of “Green,” if you absolutely must.

1. Blue Record

Baroness’ second album is, pun intended, the blueprint for the rest of their career. Everything they’ve done since has been deviations from the core sound of “Blue Record.” Acoustic interludes between utter ragers? Check. Dual harmonizing guitar leads and shitloads of tom drums? Check. Baizley putting his entire ass into the most emotive and powerful vocals you’ll find this side of the Mason-Dixon line? Check. “Blue” is “Red” that upgraded from a studio apartment to a respectable two-bed, before slowly moving to the suburbs by “Purple.” Pay your respects to the classics with tracks like “A Horse Called Golgotha, “Jake Leg,” and “Swollen and Halo” in particular.

Play it again: Tracks 1-12
Skip it: We dare you.

Unprepared Eulogist Opens with Webster’s Dictionary Definition of Death

RICHMOND, Va.— Local man Brent Gould shocked and confused all those in attendance at the funeral of his recently deceased friend when he opened his eulogy by reading the dictionary definition of death, multiple sobbing sources confirmed.

“That was a disaster. When I finished nobody clapped or anything, and everyone has been trying to avoid being seen with me. Even my wife and parents,” said the offending speaker, 28-year-old Brent Gould. “And I realize now that I should not have used the same approach I used for my best man’s speech at my brother’s wedding to give my best friend’s eulogy. It didn’t work with death the way it worked with love.I get that now. To be fair, knowing that death is defined as, ‘the action or fact of dying or being killed’ did give me some closure, personally.””

Opinions of friends and family members regarding the incident ranged from incredulous to indifferent.

“Out of all of Charlie’s friends, Brent would not have been my first choice to give the remarks,” admits Marilyn Fountain, mother of the deceased. “But it was my son’s dying wish. Maybe it was the head trauma from the car accident that caused him to make such a foolish request, or maybe it was just to piss us all off one more time. I’ll never know. The worst part to me wasn’t even the dictionary, it was the fact he stopped at least five times to vape, and then spilled water into the coffin.”

A spokesperson from the funeral home says eulogists are often disappointing and offers an upgraded package for anyone interested.

“We at A Farm Upstate Funeral Co pride ourselves on our comprehensive service packages. Among these are eulogy writing and editing by professional writers who are well versed in the art of the farewell,” said funeral home director Madeline Wabash. “I’ve confirmed with our team that these services were made available, but were not utilized by the client. I think that was abundantly clear given he sounded like a freshman in college trying to cram a final paper.”

At press time, Gould insisted that he would take no further questions, stating, “if you’ll excuse me, I need to go edit my toast for my sister’s cesarean section next week.”

Opinion: How About We “Open up This Fucking Pit” to New Learning Experiences?

Boy, we sure are having a great time at this deathcore concert, aren’t we? These drop A tunings and inhaled death growls are really pumping me up, and I’m seriously considering heeding this ear-gauged singer’s urgings to take part in the mosh pit. I just ask that, while we all work to “open up this fucking pit,” so too will we promise to open our minds to new learning experiences. I’d say it’s about time we explore our options!

We can start right now, while we’re waiting for the breakdown to hit for the wall of death. Why don’t we brainstorm ways that we can use this experience to enrich ourselves going forward? For one, we can consider this the first step in building a lifetime exercise routine that will leave us focused, alert and more receptive to the benefits provided by future mental stimulation opportunities. Just be careful you don’t trip over the empty sixteen-ounce Miller Lite cans littering the ground during this newfound journey to self-actualization. Let’s keep this up!

Now we’re back to a conventional circle pit, but let’s not lose sight of the overarching goal here. Why don’t we make a promise to avail ourselves of educational services offered in our respective communities? Sure, hitting the pit and busting some fucking skulls is a fun way to pass the time now, but the skills we’d gain from taking a class on wild mushroom foraging would last us a lifetime. Or how about basic woodworking? Building even a rudimentary knowledge of the tenets of such a valuable trade can yield immeasurable rewards. Let’s make a mental note to research community college or public library course offerings at the first chance we get!

OK, the vocalist just kindly reminded us to “fucking kill each other” as the trem-picked riff over double bass kicked in, so we can let loose a bit and have a little fun. Afterward, though, I propose looking into organizing a little group to take a day trip to the Museum of Natural History. That guy in the Whitechapel shirt and flat-brimmed hat who’s vomiting into the trash can next to the chemical toilets seems like he would be absolutely fascinated by the various entomologic and mineralogic specimens of the Mesozoic era. We should ask him to join us once he’s sobered up!

As you can see, the prospects for mental growth stemming from these calls to beat the absolute shit out of one another are legion. With a little creativity, we might be able to transform the inevitable CTE from this type of behavior into a marginally less debilitating form of CTE. So what are we waiting for?

Second-Wave Gentrification Threatens To Price Out All of City’s Historic Microbreweries

SETSONVILLE, Md. — A recent influx of white people who are somehow even more wealthy and entitled than the last bunch caused area microbreweries to fear that they may soon be unable to afford their rents, sources wearing perfectly tailored flannel confirmed.

“It’s appalling how the little guy is always getting priced out. I’ve been a part of this neighborhood ever since the second half of the Obama administration, and I’ll be damned if I have to leave now,” proclaimed Gerry Hawksworth, owner of Twisted Taint Brewing Co. “I started this microbrewery with nothing more than my own two wealthy investors. What of them now? Even for those moneybags this new rent is exorbitant. The community really needs to rally around us as a cultural institution or else residents will be living in a trivia night desert.”

Gentrifier Mal Whiteman defended his right to live anywhere he damn well pleases.

“I don’t see why these pesky poors are so up in arms. Frankly, I’m providing a service by raising the value of every property in this neighborhood beyond a reasonable threshold,” explained Whiteman. “There’s too many so-called microbreweries around here anyway. Wouldn’t it be so much nicer if we replaced some or all of them with hard kombucha distilleries instead? Doesn’t matter, because I’m doing it anyway. And you can bet those little bottles will be $15 a pop.”

Despite growing concerns from the community about the forthcoming gentrification, political officials expressed opinions ranging from apathy to having their eyes turn into big cartoon dollar signs.

“I don’t give half a dog dammit if this city has historic microbreweries or unhistoric AA meeting centers as long as they pay whatever property tax we decide to throw at them this year,” said Mayor Klement Johnson, reading from a prepared statement earlier today. “Back when that first wave of rich goons decided to move in here because they thought these buildings had ‘good bones’ or whatever, I thought we couldn’t fly much higher than this. But if this new crop is gonna outprice the guys who think paying $14 for a weak IPA is a good deal, well, all I can say is ‘cha-ching!’”

At press time, microbreweries from the area united to fight housing inflation while also refusing their employees the right to unionize.

Weird Al Songs Ranked by How Likely They’ll Become Trump’s Campaign Anthem

The Trump campaign has been in a downward spiral ever since the media caught wind of the fact that he and everyone around him are “weird.” So far, he’s adamantly denied this, which is frankly the wrong move given how clearly fucking weird he is. We never thought we would be giving advice to Donald Trump, but seriously guy, your best move is to just embrace it.

What better way for Trump to pivot his campaign into a weird-forward direction than to source his campaign song from the king of weird himself, Weird Al Yankovic?! It just makes sense. Every time Trump tries to use a popular song in his campaign he immediately gets called out by the artist and told to stop, but since Weird Al already steals his music to begin with, he won’t really have grounds to protest. Entrenching yourself with people on shaky legal footing so that they can’t call you out on your crimes is straight out of the Trump playbook, we’re surprised he hasn’t thought of it already.

Here are the top 30 Weird Al hits ranked by how likely they will become the anthem that carries the Trump campaign all the way to humiliating defeat this November (listen along to the playlist, click here):

30. Polkamania!

Really this spot is a placeholder for all of the Weird Al polka mixes; “Polka Power!,” “Polka Your Eyes Out,” “Angry White Boy Polka,” the list goes on. Probably not the way to go since they all directly quote artists who will condemn him if pushed, but there’s something about mashing a bunch of hit songs together to make “the greatest, hugest, best song” that feels very Trump-logic.

29. Inactive

Trump loves calling opponents names like “lazy” so it’s not unimaginable that he would adapt this song as a dis track against Kamala Harris. And then people will say “But the song says YOU’RE inactive” and he’ll say fire back with “No, use your brain, I have the best brain,” and like, you can see it, right?

28. Smells Like Nirvana

Probably the wrong move. Even through the lens of Weird Al, Trump doesn’t have the mental capacity to appreciate even the most mass-appeal offering of anything you would call alternative music. It’s been confirmed that VP nominee Tim Walz is the first major party candidate to know who Hüsker Dü is, so he should avoid going down that road.

27. Tacky

This could work if Trump goes full-force into the ironic self-depreciation. “Right now the Democrats are saying it’s ‘weird’ that I wanna make America great again. Well, what can I say? I’m weird. I’m ‘cringe.’ I’m tacky.” Cue song, he does a disgusting little old white man dance, everyone throws up in their mouth a little bit, it’ll be great!

26. The Night Santa Went Crazy

Let’s not rule out using one of Mr. Yankovic’s original compositions! What does a melodic account of a Santa murder spree have to do with politics? Absolutely nothing, and therein lies its strength. We’re going full-boar weird on this one, all logic out the window. Windmills cause cancer, bleach cures Covid, Santa murders people, vote for me!

25. Lasagna

It’s as catchy as “La Bomba” with the added bonus of featuring one of America’s greatest comfort foods, lasagna! Unfortunately, such food is a little too “ethnic” for Trump, so he’ll probably pass.

24. Ebay

All the catchy earworm power of an early ‘00s boy band hit coupled with a nod to his ever-popular “He’s gonna run the country like a business” narrative.

23. Like a Surgeon

Because he’s going to cut resources from government programs millions of people depend on “like a surgeon.”

22. I Love Rocky Road

Why should Trump use this for his campaign song? “Because the godless liberals are working tirelessly to make marshmallow chocolate ice cream illegal!” It’s not remotely true, but it has every bit of credibility as all of the other shit he says, so why not?

21. Foil

This one is for the hardcore Qanon believers. Those people are no strangers to tinfoil, and they’ll appreciate the shout-out to their hats.

20. My Bologna

In all his scramble to find a childish gibberish insult for Kamala that will actually stick Trump is bound to land on “Kamala Bologna” at some point in the coming weeks. He’s still hung up on “Kamabala” at the moment, but he’ll get there. With this song backing it up, it just might have some staying power. It’s his exact brand of nonsense, and we think it has potential not seen since “covfefe.”

19. Fat

To him, this is the height of comedy. Trump has never shied away from calling opponents derogatory names as childish as “old” and “fat,” and he’s never let objectively being both of those things get in his way. The confusion of the lyric being “I’m fat” and not “My opponent is fat” only plays further into Trump’s trademark chaos.

18. Couch Potato

Listen closely to the lyrics on this one, it’s basically a protest song for the type of people who want a reality TV star to be president.

17. Deja Vu (But Worse)

This is the closest Weird Al has ever gotten to a political protest song, and while Biden dropping from the race already puts it out of date, it actually features Trump soundbites. He would probably listen to it and think “Who the hell is this guy, he’s so damned smart!”

16. It’s All About the Pentiums

It’s still confounding to us that this senile geriatric became the go-to candidate for tech bros and Musk sycophants, but if you got it flaunt it?

Every Dag Nasty Album Ranked Worst to Best

The hardcore scene that emerged out of DC in the ‘80s was not exactly what you would call fun. Fugazi, Minor Threat, Rites of Spring et al. all have that we-take-ourselves-too-seriously vibe. Out of that un-fun scene though came Dag Nasty formed by Minor Threat guitarist Brian Baker who arguably invented a new more lighthearted genre of hardcore. The band burned through a revolving door of singers with very distinct and possibly controversial takes on vocals (we’ll get to that later). Also to make things confusing there are currently two active versions of the band that play different eras of their catalog.

Well, what can we say? We wigged out on some Coke and Doritos and had a field day listening to all their albums and came up with the definitive ranking of them all.

6. Minority of One (2002)

You’d think one of the most beloved DC hardcore bands reuniting with fan-favorite frontman and putting out the first album in ten years would’ve been a huge deal but this mostly went under everyone’s radar. Why? It could be because musically it is a slightly bland retread of their earlier stuff but most likely it’s because Dave Smalley came out with his “Gonzo Conservative Punk” ideology during the height of the Bush-is-a-literal-war-criminal era and alienated their audience. Dag Nasty fans don’t really want to hear about politics and they definitely don’t want to hear how supply-side economics is “actually really punk when you think about it.”

Play it again: “Ghosts”
Skip it: “Your Words”

5. Dag With Shawn (2010)

This is basically “Can I Say” originally recorded in 1985 with their first singer Shawn Brown and shelved for decades. I’m probably going to lose punk points for ranking it so low but I have a perfectly valid response: Come onnnn. This is a fine album and if you like “Can I Say” you’ll like this but it’s just not the same with Shawn’s vocals. He would go on to front Swiz which was a much better fit for him.

Play it again: “Circles” Still a solid song even if it is not the version most prefer
Skip it: Honestly, just go listen to Swiz instead

4. Field Day (1988)

Remember on “The Simpsons” when Milhouse’s dad got divorced and recorded a demo song “Can I Borrow A Feeling”? There are moments on “Field Day” that sound a lot like that. This might honestly be the weirdest fucking album you will ever listen to. It’s like every genre being played all at once. That said, there are some really outstanding moments, and the instrumentation at times is super catchy even if the vocals sound like they were recorded by someone who didn’t want to wake their parents in the next room.

Play it again: “All Ages Show”
Skip it: “La Penita” Kirk Van Houten, is that you?

3. Four On The Floor (1992)

Their first reunion album after the initial break up with Dave Smalley returning on vocals and Brian Baker taking a break from his questionable decision to form his cringey bar rock band Junkyard. Seems like the band as a whole got out of their system whatever the fuck it was they were attempting to do on “Field Day” and returned with a mostly great album. Arguably their most fun album with a number of songs that seem like they were custom-made for early ‘90s snowboard videos.

Play it again: “Million Days”, “Still Waiting”
Skip it: “Roger”

2. Wig Out at Denko’s (1987)

The title track is the anthem for the straight edge kids who have to deal with drunk friends at parties and “The Godfather” sounds like the soundtrack to an ‘80s movie training montage for those same kids except instead of training for the big race where they beat the blonde rich kid bully or whatever they are just trying to get past the stage in “Mario Brothers” with all the cannons. Yes, drugs are bad but a steady diet of Coke and Doritos isn’t the clean-living flex you think it is.

Play it again: Pretty much the whole thing
Skip it: Coke (both kinds)

1. Can I Say (1986)

You could have a healthy debate about what the greatest melodic hardcore album of all time is. There are a lot you could mention but it would probably come down to Gorilla Biscuits “Start Today” and “Can I Say.” Travis Barker has “Can I Say” tattooed on his chest and not “Start Today” so I’m not sure if that helps the cause or not for this album but Dave Smalley’s earnestness and the sing-alongability not to mention Smalley’s “I walked by you on the street the other day” monologue put this in the hardcore hall of fame for sure.

Play it again: Yes
Skip it: No