You know how when someone, with whom you are in close proximity, sings or hums a song that then stays with you until you hear something that will distract you from it?
Well, I just got treated to a steaming pile of "Hot Blooded."
You folks, enjoy.
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Okay, I'm on Day 4 myself. And if there's anything more painful than a sugar jones, I don't want to know what it is.
ReplyDeleteOh wait! I DO know! Foreigner at 8:00 a.m. in the morning.
"C'mon baby, can you do more than dance?" That's right. I said dance, motherfucker. (oops, can I swear here?)
I'll see your steaming pile and raise you one "I Want to Know What Love Is".
That's right. A "power ballad". Of course, we know there's no such thing. It's just a ballad ballad that some pseudo-badass rocker had to re-classify in an attempt to retain some rock-cred.
Nice try, Gordon. And no I won't expand on that 'cause how many fuckin' Gordons do you know anyway?