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I can't stand this song and I can't stand that country radio even plays it.
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Your taste in music sucks. Just saying.Anything off the "Grease" soundtrack. There's some kind of sensory-induced hypnosis (reference "The Naked Gun") that puts me into an instantaneous frenzy of violent anger when a note of that vile shit hits my ears.
I freaked my son out one day a few years back. I was walking through a store with him & my wife and one of those songs came on their radio. I went from totally chill to instant literal-red-faced flaming rage and my son hollered in the store "holy shit, dad!?!" I turned to my wife and said "I gotta get the fuck out of here. Now." and I damn near sprinted out of the store. Hopped in my vehicle and cranked some Slipknot to cleanse myself.
Anyone who says someone else's taste in music sucks is a pompous self-righteous jackwad. Just saying.Your taste in music sucks. Just saying.
Anyone who says someone else's taste in music sucks is a pompous self-righteous jackwad. Just saying.
You aren't missing much.I’m officially old. I don’t think I’ve heard most of the songs listed here.
Anyone who says someone else's taste in music sucks is an unjustly, pompous, self-righteous jackwad. Just saying. Sorry, I don't change quotes, but his pompousness and self-righteousness is without any validation.Anyone who says someone else's taste in music sucks is a pompous self-righteous jackwad. Just saying.
wowAnything off the "Grease" soundtrack. There's some kind of sensory-induced hypnosis (reference "The Naked Gun") that puts me into an instantaneous frenzy of violent anger when a note of that vile shit hits my ears.
I freaked my son out one day a few years back. I was walking through a store with him & my wife and one of those songs came on their radio. I went from totally chill to instant literal-red-faced flaming rage and my son hollered in the store "holy shit, dad!?!" I turned to my wife and said "I gotta get the fuck out of here. Now." and I damn near sprinted out of the store. Hopped in my vehicle and cranked some Slipknot to cleanse myself.
Fair correction.Anyone who says someone else's taste in music sucks is an unjustly, pompous, self-righteous jackwad. Just saying. Sorry, I don't change quotes, but his pompousness and self-righteousness is without any validation.
We all have a layer of "psychopath" in us, but many of us never discover the trigger. I discovered mine.wow
fucking psychopath...
maybe you should see a therapist...We all have a layer of "psychopath" in us, but many of us never discover the trigger. I discovered mine.
And that shit is very real. My family regularly teases each other over things like that, but no one fucks with me over this because I turn into a "mushroom cloud laying motherfucker" 1000 times greater than when Jules Winnfield was picking up itty bitty pieces of brain and skull.
Is that your final answer?Anyone who says someone else's taste in music sucks is an unjustly, pompous, self-righteous jackwad. Just saying. Sorry, I don't change quotes, but his pompousness and self-righteousness is without any validation.