Singing

I always seem to have some song randomly running around my head like a horribly warped and insane soundtrack. Lately it has been one of a few songs: a stupid-ass jingle for idiotic sweet tea for McDonald’s because the damned commercial airs all the time on the radio station I listen to; Mr. Hanky the Christmas Poo; and Camptown Racers. Needless to say, I wish I could install a different jukebox in my brain. My playlist is pretty bad.