The Strange: An Official Compendium
Here, an exhaustive collection of the best we could come up with considering how hungover we are:
If Piracy Is Wrong, I Don’t Want To Be Right
Can You Stop Being a Communist For One Second?
You’ve Got To Hear This Album That Satan Recommended
It’s Not Easy Being the Only Half-Man/Half-Velociraptor in Town
Plausible Rock ‘N’ Roll Conversations (Bob Marley and Peter Tosh)
Let Us Incinerate Your Loved Ones
As Mayor of This Town, I Declare This Meal Delicious!
Do You Really Think That’s What Jesus Would Do?
The Wisdom of Led Zeppelin, With Commentary
When Visiting Southern Vermont, Stay at My Bed-and-Nothing
Oh, I’m Sorry—Did You Mistakenly Walk Into Our Well of Souls?
I Thought We Agreed to Never Speak About What Happened to Jenny
Things I Would Like to See (Part 4)
Do You Want to Know What Frightens Me?
You Are Utterly Ridiculous
You’re Going to Love My Laboratory
Things I Have Dropped As If They Were Hot (Because They Were)
I Might Have Killed a Nun, But You Raped a Horse
Your “Breakfast Meat Cornucopia” Is Profoundly Lacking
Relax: There’s No International Conspiracy
What’s Up, Vanilla?
Italian Dishes Yet to Be Exploited By High-End American Food Service
Memorandum From the Desk of M. Casper Humboldt, Executive Director (RE: Assimilation of New, Undead Personnel)
Welcome to Our Fraternal Organization
Where In the Goddamn Is My Hot Fudge?
Even the Midget Likes It
I Can’t Believe You Stole My Copy of The Anarchist Cookbook
Your Horror-Themed Tex-Mex Eatery is a Little Stupid
I’m Not That Criminally Insane
The Annual Davenport Family Newsletter
If Piracy Is Wrong, I Don’t Want To Be Right
Can You Stop Being a Communist For One Second?
You’ve Got To Hear This Album That Satan Recommended
It’s Not Easy Being the Only Half-Man/Half-Velociraptor in Town
Plausible Rock ‘N’ Roll Conversations (Bob Marley and Peter Tosh)
Let Us Incinerate Your Loved Ones
As Mayor of This Town, I Declare This Meal Delicious!
Do You Really Think That’s What Jesus Would Do?
The Wisdom of Led Zeppelin, With Commentary
When Visiting Southern Vermont, Stay at My Bed-and-Nothing
Oh, I’m Sorry—Did You Mistakenly Walk Into Our Well of Souls?
I Thought We Agreed to Never Speak About What Happened to Jenny
Things I Would Like to See (Part 4)
Do You Want to Know What Frightens Me?
You Are Utterly Ridiculous
You’re Going to Love My Laboratory
Things I Have Dropped As If They Were Hot (Because They Were)
I Might Have Killed a Nun, But You Raped a Horse
Your “Breakfast Meat Cornucopia” Is Profoundly Lacking
Relax: There’s No International Conspiracy
What’s Up, Vanilla?
Italian Dishes Yet to Be Exploited By High-End American Food Service
Memorandum From the Desk of M. Casper Humboldt, Executive Director (RE: Assimilation of New, Undead Personnel)
Welcome to Our Fraternal Organization
Where In the Goddamn Is My Hot Fudge?
Even the Midget Likes It
I Can’t Believe You Stole My Copy of The Anarchist Cookbook
Your Horror-Themed Tex-Mex Eatery is a Little Stupid
I’m Not That Criminally Insane
The Annual Davenport Family Newsletter