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A Hot And Itchy Late Night Poll

What is it about watching a band known for their drunken and rebellious ways knock down a great set while drinking and blasting away that makes you want to go out and get way too sauced on a Wednesday? Those bastards get to sleep all day tomorrow if necessary, but you have to be at work.

And yet you do it anyway. You're just like them in this way, you know. You're a slave to your art.

In an unrelated note, ever had a really nasty, unexplainable rash?