BLOG: Earwormed

This morning it was 'Islands in the Stream', courtesy of continual
chart-induced airplay drifting across the ether. But now that's gone.

And what's replaced it? Kelly Marie's 'Feels Like I'm in Love'.

WTF? I don't recall having even heard it in years. If I don't shift it
soon I may turn suicidal.

 

OFFS. Try this:

 

Nah, this is what he needs:



--
Krusty

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Try singing "I'm in the mood for dancing" a few times to yourself -
that should shift it. The combination of all those hooky key changes,
plus the grimace-inducing rhyming of Dancing and Romancing...

 

I had that at the weekend.

boom-boom! boom-boom! hahah - that's awful.

just a suggestion: "Coward of the County"

 

wrote in 13g2000yql.googlegroups.com:

Mendelssohn's octet for strings. Works very well for me. Or the prelude to
Lohengrin. It needs to be something which is fairly complicated but still
very memorable.

 

Hold a chicken in the air,
Stick a deckchair up your nose...

 

nah, if it has to be Spitting Image songs:

#I've never met a nice South African...

 

wrote:

I posted a video of that on my Facebook profile weeks ago.

 

my saffer .Net developer had never heard of it, and she thought we
were making it up when we described it. The look on her face when she
googled the video was priceless.

 

It still stands up after all these years. My office is crawling with the
bastards.

 

well yes. We only have a few here - the antipodean vermin that infest
our place are mostly the ex-convicts.

And of course, the place is stuffed full of garlic-munchers too.

 

Great film.

 

Pfffff!

 

All your bases are belong to us.

 

Pah. Look, this is the level of horror we're talking about:



Even the heavy weaponry hasn't shifted it:




You know, I'd still have a go on any one of the Nolans.

 

You need the universal antidote.

 

See, I've never found that anything less than plain irritating.

 

Hell, yeah.

But then they were the Girls Aloud for a different generation.

 

I'd pay for a shot at Colleen.