If you had to pick one group of fans who should be hand-selected to enjoy the Rapture, wouldn't it be Parrotheads? Those Hawaiian-shirt wearing, tailgating drunkards can't join the afterlife fast enough. But Buffett keeps cranking out the albums, over and over and over, a conveyor-belt of chum that seems to appease his fanbase but makes the rest of us chuckle.
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