Alright this may be news to some people but I hate hipsters. One particularly irksome tendency of people who wear very snug clothing is to put Power Metal on at the office and then like all ironically rock out. See, Power Metal is silly but it's not funny. OK wait it's both silly and funny, but that doesn't mean that guys with beards can laugh at it. Nope. Not budging on this one. Power Metal is our gay uncle and goddammit call him a queer at peril of getting forkstabbed into a different dimension.
This particular ditty by Hammerfall, a band found so offensive by some as to spur a surprise broken glass attack, always reminds me of the great Earl Root, host of Root of All Evil on KFAI in Minneapolis. He'd always dip his wings for the Power Metal folks, and the other non-pussies tuned in could occasionally add a galloping glory anthem to their vocab. Word. Good shit is good shit. Keep the ahem flame burning, y'all.