“Butt-head: Who’s that five-year-old girl who keeps bouncing around? Beavis: Yeah, really. She sure can’t dance. Like, what’s the sniff-gig-ligance of that girl being there?” –Beavis and Butthead
Flashback: I am blasting this song as I cruise down the road with the windows rolled down due to lack of working AC, and that sweet mixture of carbon gas fumes and spring flowers hitting my olfactory senses. Kathleen Hanna, you rocked my world back then.
