Darkniciad
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Friends in low places.
When you've heard drunken rednecks warbling that gawd-awful thing a couple hundred times, you want to stab #2 pencils into both ears before stabbing the drunken rednecks with same.
And I've only been in a bar once in my life. Heard enough of it from outside to despise it.
Weird Al helps to alleviate some of the songs I hate. I can't stand Achy Breaky Heart either, but Al's version always drowns it out in my head. Same for Safety Dance ( parodied as "The Brady Bunch" ) Addicted to Love ( "Addicted to Spuds" ) and many more.
When you've heard drunken rednecks warbling that gawd-awful thing a couple hundred times, you want to stab #2 pencils into both ears before stabbing the drunken rednecks with same.
And I've only been in a bar once in my life. Heard enough of it from outside to despise it.
Weird Al helps to alleviate some of the songs I hate. I can't stand Achy Breaky Heart either, but Al's version always drowns it out in my head. Same for Safety Dance ( parodied as "The Brady Bunch" ) Addicted to Love ( "Addicted to Spuds" ) and many more.
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