Well, actually, The Beebs has apparently crossed the bridge to maturity and is letting Ariana Grande and other up-and-coming dipshits carry the mantle for a while. But we think you get the point....
Oh, crap, the Grammy's return this weekend. The epitome of noise pollution, an assault on the senses...and the sensibilities.
What's not to like about lingerie, trapeze artists, and pyrotechnics, you ask?
It's the music that's intolerable.
Finally, the Fogies offer an answer to one of the classic questions of modern pop culture!
What other questions could the old boys tackle (with equally satisfying results)?
Share some ideas and we'll put them in the hopper.