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10/09/2001 Entry: "Mother, make it stop!"
I'm one of those people who is tortured because music gets stuck in my head. Can someone please shoot me? The Roommate played "Copacabana" on Sunday and it hasn't stopped yet. What's worse is that I always mess up the lyrics sort of on purpose: "His name was Rico; he was a showgirl..."
(link via Chuck.)