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Since the release of their mega-hit album Enema of the State, Blink 182 have become a staple of MTV and graced the covers of both Rolling Stone and Teen People. But parents looking for holiday gifts for their pre-teen skate rats might want to think carefully before picking up Blink 182's live disc, The Mark, Tom, and Travis Show. Not that the record isn't one of the tightest and most exuberant concert recordings in recent memory. Not that the band's music isn't inescapably infectious -- heavy enough for quality headbanging, yet melodic enough to hum in the shower. It's the band's potty-mouthed humor that some might take exception to. Blink 182's copious between-song banter is bluer than Sam Kinison, less politically correct than Bill Maher, and -- to their fans, anyway -- funnier than South Park; it's the missing link between the group's upbeat, turbo-charged pop-punk and their insistence on streaking in their videos and placing porn star Janine on the cover of Enema of the State. If you're able to overlook their jokes' controversial themes -- homosexuality, incest, animalism, herpes, and ca-ca -- there's plenty to enjoy in the yuksters' Bad Religion-meets-Descendents songcraft and clever, self-deprecating lyrics. Occasionally, as on the suicide ballad "Adam's Song," the band even reach a level of poignancy. But songs such as the 28-second "Family Reunion," which consists wholly of the lyrics "Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, mother-fucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat," are really more representative of Blink 182's juvenile raison d'ętre. Jon Wiederhorn, Barnes & Noble