Tonight I experience true sick and twisted torture. Like something you would see in a fucking Saw movie. A few friends of mine were flipping through the channels and then after seeing anything worth watching when to the classic default. (TV Guide Channel) As we watched the various late night shows scroll up the screen I couldn't help but notice the song that was playing. It was a classic. A Big 90's hit I thought to myself. As I began singing it to myself I realized that I couldn't recall the title and or artist of that song for the life of me...I really liked this song so I began to panic. Shit i thought, this is an amazing song that I used to love and for one reason or another it regretfully never fond its way into my I-tunes library. As I began concentrating and listening to this song attentively hopping top pick up some lyrics from which I could use Google to identify this song, I couldn't block out the news from the lively discussion taking place around me. I explained to my friends the situation and what did they do?...Talked loud. They started yelling things and asking my menacing rhetorical questions such as "Wait are you trying to find the artist of this song?" or "Yo do you know who sings this?" or even better "Dude you like this song?". It was unbearable I began to panic as I was picturing agonizing life I would live of I never heard this song again. I thought of all the sleepless night and col sweats there will be. The worst part of it all was I had recently recovered the title of a song which I had been searching for year, and so I was loving the relaxation and satisfaction of knowing you never let a good song get away because you could never find it again. I NEEDED TO FIND THIS SONG. I began to yell and what'd they do...they turned the volume of the TV all the way down. It was like a dagger to the heart. I couldn't believe this. I kept trying to convince my self that I would be able to replay the song in my head and the lyrics would hit me and I would be able to look it up. This wasn't happening though. I sat there in quiet utter defeat when suddenly one of those douche bags who relentlessly and selfishly did this to me had the audacity to say "Hey man, did you actually know the name of that song? I actually wanna know. It would be great for 90's playlist." You got to be fist fucking me I thought to myself. Then this kids partner in crime walked back into the room and also wanted to know the name of that song. We hastily all brain stormed together picking out bits and pieces of the lyrics until finally we had something. It was just good old fashion stoner teamwork that got the job done. Anyway here it is...The song that almo st
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