When I read the Weetzie Bat books a few years ago (collected conveniently in Dangerous Angels), I wished like mad I could time-travel and give them to my Bible-thumping, hell-fearing, closeted adolescent self. For the record, here's the context of one of the Milwaukee Christian Civil Liberties Union's complaints about Baby Be-Bop:


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