Three days. Three bloody days.
That's how long the voice has been there, in my head. And... as soon as I think I've finally killed it, destroyed the tormentor, one of my kids reminds me by singing it as they go by.
How do I stop it? Jesus Christ in a hot rod... how do I MAKE IT STOP!
This, by the way, is what I'm talking about. I dare you to not let it's simple repetitiveness and Casio-like background music drive you insane. Share in my madness. SHARE IN MY MADNESS!
Taking over the world... one undead soul at a time.
You know, I hate that insipid little ditty, but right now, I have it blocked.
ReplyDelete"gimme back that..." OH GOD PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'd never even seen that before. Now I have. THANKS.
ReplyDeleteSee, guys! I've shared the infectious grooves of the singing fish with you! And the word infectious is appropriate... because not even a dose of broad spectrum antibiotics can cleanse the Filet O' Fish song from YOUR BRAIN!
ReplyDeleteMuwahahaha!
No need for thanks... I did it as a public service. : )