Make It Stop!!
I find lately when I'm doing yardwork, a playlist of really bad songs pops into my head and one will etch a groove into my brain, repeating itself again and again.
It might not even be the whole song- it might just be the intro.
Yesterday, it was the beginning notes of the Partridge Family's "I Think I Love You."
Over and over, my mind played, "Bah, bah BAH bah, bumpa, pa pa..."
Which brings me to my favorite game.
If you could duct tape anyone to a chair and force them to listen to one song over and over, who would it be, and what song would it be?
17 comments:
I'd tape Bush to the chair and make him listen to the Dixie Chicks' "Earl's Gotta Die."
i'd duct tape ann coulter and make her listen to neil young's "let's impeach the president"
since i'm a long time reader, i think i'm entitled to a second choice:
tape ted nugent and make him listen to the communards' version of "don't leave me this way"
It'd be you, Karen, and you'd get Jello Biafra and Mojo Nixon singing "Love Me, I'm A Liberal."
:-)
Oh good gawd! Now I've got that Partridge Family song stuck in my head!
I'd dress up John Aravosis like in this picture Big Girl, duct tape him to a chair and make him listen to "The Wheels on the Bus" (the Roaming Gnome version).
I think mine'd hafta be that song by Blues Traveller...the harmonica, as it is played by John Popper should NEVER be used as a lead or front insturment. EVER.
oh...and I'd hafta make the idiots who post on the Duluth "Citizen's" Blog...the Citizen is a bit of a joke, as the majority of their posters are blindly conservative slackjawed rubes.
Clyde-For you, Charlene's one hit song: "I've Never Been to Me," followed by a continuous loop video of Al Gore and Bill Clinton dancing to "Don't Stop Thinking About Tomorrow."
The Shrub and the song would be:
Its a small world afterall..the same exact tune that drove me nuts in disneyland.
Ha Dusty!
That story reminds me of the time Lulu and some friends and I were stuck at Disneyland on Gay Day during a driving rain storm.
We had to hire a fucking taxi to help us find the car.
I hated that section of It's A Small World where all the different little dummies were singing that tedious song in their native languages.
The overlap was enough to drive one insane.
Jesus, a taxi to find your car? Thats the part I am talking about KZ..as a SoCal native I took my son twice a year..and for the love of god, he had to go through that section until he hit 10 I think.
I am meeting a blogger bud tomorrow in Hell-A..a very good looking female :) then we are off to San Diego to see An Inconvienent Truth and after that,bar hop at the beach.
It's a no brainer. Bush taped to a chair as Relax by Frankie Goes to Hollywood repeats ad nauseum.
God, Zippie, I'd forgotten all about losing the car at Disneyland! But it's back, bright as day. As I recall, we only found it after just about everyone else was gone.
Cheney, Rummy, and Dubya strapped to one of those around-the-tree triangular benches, with "You're an Asshole" playing endlessly... not because it's awful, but because it's true.
Oh Lulu, I'd forgotten Dennis O'Leary's classic.
The tree would provide shade for the three stooges, so I suggest instead a childrens' playground merry-go-round, centered under the hot sun, in humid New Orleans.
Let them drink bayou water if they get thirsty.
Oh, and the merry-go-round would be spinning at top speed.
You always did know how to improve an idea.
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