Anyone rating this a 5 should immediately be barred from voting in elections of any importance. Like anything over where to order in lunch for work. Maybe even that. I'm glad I'm listening to this at work. At home, I'd be forced to go into my garage and drink an 18 pack of Keystone Light while thinking about finally working on that trans am on blocks in the yard and hoping my old lady isn't overcooking the pot roast. It's as AC/DC as it gets, isn't it? Thinly veiled sexual innuendo at every turn that just happens to have Angus kicking ass while Brian Johnson burns up his throat. It's fun, it's sometimes catchy, it's usually the same, and our simple human brains like what we've heard repetitively. It's like if Nebraska were kind of fun. Not a lot of fun, and definitely stupid junior high stunted-growth fun, but kind of fun. There's nothing really WRONG with enjoying this album, I just want to raise my kids so they don't.