Jeez. You’d think a guy with “Putz” for a last name would be better insulated against something as mundane as a bovine guitar riff. I think this was even one of Crash Davis’ golden rules: “AND, if you hear fucking moo during the windup, you still let it rip, Meat.”
Has anyone else ever had this dream?
For those of you preparing to mourn Breaking Bad, we bring you Breaking Bad Jr. in an effort to ween you off the stuff. Don’t go cold turkey, it’s dangerous.
At any age, that about sums it up.
OK mom. You’ve taught them good bathroom habits, which is a great start. Now send this video—which could be easily dismissed as a scarring disaster—to R. Kelly, and make those girls stars. That’s teaching perseverance and problem solving.