Before you get your knickers in a twist about anything here that isn’t clearly labelled, or reasonably inferred to be intended to be presented as, a fact1, remember: everything here is merely my opinion, and only of worth whatever value you give it.
By best, top, greatest, or any other such superlatives, I mean: my favorites. The things that move me most, resonate most resoundingly in my (capacious but thinly filled) skull, vibe most vivaciously in my foreign feels2…you get the idea.
If you don’t get the idea, then continue to exercise your imagination, picturing me as The Dude this time, forced into your reality, saying this to you.
