
Weird Al was a very important part of surviving high school. He was a gateway drug to tolerating all sorts of modern music I otherwise couldn't stand -- except when it was being mocked. There is a lot of music I doubt I would enjoy today without that early exposure. He inspired my own parody writings, not least of which my last talent show entry. (I'm still looking for a video of that.) There was comfort in knowing that even though I was widely known among the jock community as "Crazy Derrill" I was in fun company. Like "Weird" Al, I am not on a first-adjective basis with anyone. He also served as a welcoming Shibboleth once I got to college: anyone who would publicly acknowledge him was probably fun and mostly harmless.
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Midnight Star
Buy Me a Condo
Ode to a Superhero
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Lasagna
Hardware Store
Theme from Rocky XIII
The Saga Begins
The rest in some semblance of an order
A Complicated Song
The White Stuff (in the middle of an Oreo)
(This Song's Just) Six Words Long
I Think I'm a Clone Now
I Love Rocky Road
Girls Just Wanna Have Lunch
One More Minute
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Living in the Fridge
Yoda
I Lost on Jeopardy
Since You've Been Gone
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