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The Fat of the Land

Middle school me, at Magic Platter records store in Birmingham, Alabama. Probably a weekend. I wanna buy this album so bad because I've heard the single on MTV and it literally sounds like the coolest thing ever.
My father looks at the back of the compact disc case and says: "Smack My Bitch Up?" and shakes his head with disapproval. I have no clue what that meant, but understood that the word "Bitch" was considered obscene. He then explains heroin and amphetamine addiction to me, and how the word "Smack" in the title is likely connected. Not sure what happened next. I eventually got the CD.