Punk rockers singing songs about Garbage Pail Kids with (presumably) fake British accents! (The rockers, not Mucus Marcus.) If I heard one song, I’d think it’s pretty good stuff, but twenty-two songs later, I’m kinda bored and am beginning to feel struck by the condition previously known as Nobody’s-Induced-Fatigue (NIF), for which the only known cure is massive amounts of Cherry Coke and Little Debbie’s Star Crunches. For shame! If this were a cereal, it’d be Super Golden Crisp. Good in small doses!