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My favorite radio station played IT quite a lot when IT was first released. Then IT seemed to go away, and I thought I was safe from IT.
I was happy. And I was wrong.
In the last three days, I have heard IT at least once during my daily commute. Always at different times so that I can't predict when IT will be played and avoid the station during those times.
( Read at Your Own Risk... )
Let's be honest, I LOATHE this song. I probably hate it more than just about any other popular song I can think of at the moment. It offends and enrages me so deeply that I hear it and grip the steering wheel rehearsing the reasons I should not run over the next man who crosses my path.
Oh, and the jackass who wrote this, he should be skinned and dipped into an iodine bath. After which, he shall be dunked into a tank of liquid nitrogen and then removed and propped up, statuelike, for justifiably angry women with baseball bats to whack him like a pinata.
I was happy. And I was wrong.
In the last three days, I have heard IT at least once during my daily commute. Always at different times so that I can't predict when IT will be played and avoid the station during those times.
( Read at Your Own Risk... )
Let's be honest, I LOATHE this song. I probably hate it more than just about any other popular song I can think of at the moment. It offends and enrages me so deeply that I hear it and grip the steering wheel rehearsing the reasons I should not run over the next man who crosses my path.
Oh, and the jackass who wrote this, he should be skinned and dipped into an iodine bath. After which, he shall be dunked into a tank of liquid nitrogen and then removed and propped up, statuelike, for justifiably angry women with baseball bats to whack him like a pinata.