ok, so, for some ungodly reason, my brother is rather fond of downloading and burning disc upon disc of irritatingly bad songs, and playing them nonstop. So, right now I have Bon Jovi's "It's My Life" stuck in my head. usually not a bad song, but after the twelfth time, I'm beginning to regret the existence of Bon Jovi.
"Ah good. Now I'm on the internet clearly saying I like tranny cleavage. This shouldn't get me harassed at all." -- Lothar of the Hill People
