My girlfriend once had a severe migraine while an ice-cream truck sat broken down on her block for ages (I think hours), blaring the 2 bars of the ice-cream truck version of "Pop Goes The Weasel."
I only have to hum one bar of it to have a 50% chance of getting it stuck in her head for hours. Muahahahaha. That'll learn her to fuck with me, it will...
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Date: 2008-07-20 03:13 am (UTC)I only have to hum one bar of it to have a 50% chance of getting it stuck in her head for hours. Muahahahaha. That'll learn her to fuck with me, it will...