I like the Onion. I really do. That's why I ordered this album. I'm sorry I did. "Juvenile" is the first word that comes to mind. The gags would appeal to a fourteen year old. Really, I should say "gag." There's only one and it gets old fast: it's funny listening to an earnest and very professional narrator,backed by an intentionally pretentious sound track, intone idiotic things. It's funny the first five times. Then it gets old in a hurry. "Offensive" is the second word I think of when reflecting on this album. I'm no prude. And I love it when the Onion punctures sacred cows. But some of the comments about the Holocaust, some of the racist remarks are poor attempts at shock humor. What finally amazed me was the length of the credits. The list of people who "labored" over this mess just goes on an on. There are better, funnier things out there. Many of them are on the Onion's website. But they certainly aren't on this disk.