I survived my first bio class!
I'm either gonna flunk this course or thrive. Let's pretend I'm gonna thrive and see how it goes, k?
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I survived my first bio class!
I'm either gonna flunk this course or thrive. Let's pretend I'm gonna thrive and see how it goes, k?
In my defense re the Barney lyrics though, dw invoked it by posting in absolute terms. I'm a Buffista, Jess.
But you didn't have to post them. You could have linked! Or obliquely referenced!
So many options, and yet you chose the cruelest path.
And we don't want to go anywhere near country music while searching for worst.
::chagrin-y::
You know, some people swear by smoking as a way to not gain weight.
Wooooooord. Of course, it sort of only works in retrospect. You don't know that it was the smoking keeping you from gaining weight until you've already stopped.
Can I nominate "Proud to be an American"? Just to pick a single point, the line "At least I know I'm free" is as grammatically irritating (not wrong, just unclear and irritating) as "But in this ever-changing world in which we live in" to me.
ETA: It turns out she's not saying, "Say a little prayer for I," but rather "Say a little prayer forthright." Okay, it doesn't really make sense, but thank God!
ETA2: No! It really is "for I". DAMMIT!
And we don't want to go anywhere near country music while searching for worst.
The worst of country can be fun though, where some songs are just bad and boring. I did refrain from posting anything by Billy Ray Cyrus. I think someone should order a nice funeral arrangement for me, based on that, alone.
So what we're saying here is that Emily doesn't get a nice funeral arrangement?
"Say a little prayer for I"Huh? What song?
whee, I am going to Columbus to visit with my niece and nephew! I get to babysit them on the Saturday night I'm there because my sister and BIL are going to a wedding! Wheeeee!
Yes, WBTC is a dreadful song, but anyone who thinks it's the worst song ever hasn't stopped to ponder "Honey" by Bobby Goldsboro or "Billy, Don't Be a Hero."
Or "Having my baby."
And are we including holiday songs? Because, if so, then the award of worst song of all time (holiday and non-holiday, inclusive) goes to Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer. Even the dogs barking Jingle Bells is better than that. Hell, even that song from Titanic is better than that.
Oh come now. You may not believe in Santa, but as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
I mean, if we're going to hit Dr. Demento stuff "My name is Larry" is so much worse.