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[apocalypsos]

Let's kill time. Tell me the worst song you've ever heard, the worst movie you've ever seen, the worst TV show you've ever watched, and the worst book you ever read.

EDIT: Just so I answer ...

Worst song: "King of Wishful Thinking". Not because it sucked, but because I was once subjected to it over and over again in a continuous loop at a mall and ever since then ... NO.

Worst movie: House of 1000 Corpses, probably. Blech.

Worst TV show: A tie between Mutant X and Seventh Heaven.

Worst book: I can't remember the title, but before Titanic came out in the theaters, before it was cool to be a Titanic geek, I was so starved for Titanic lit when I was in high school that I bought this romance novel I saw at CVS that was set on the ship. It was horrendous. Not only were the female characters annoyingly Mary Sue (I believe they were hotie teenage twins named Smoke and Swan or Shindig and Salmon or some stupid twin alliteration like that) but the author gave real people on the ship entirely different histories. The one that pissed me off the most was that Captain Smith ended up having a mistress living with him on the ship in his freaking quarters. *eye roll*

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[onefishjyuufish.livejournal.com]

My mother related to me of my father's problem when he was young - a French-Canadian attending an Anglophone high school. His name is Michel, which is pronounced very like Michelle.

The song Michelle has instilled in him a deep hatred of The Beatles since that time. Which is sad, but I think I understand the frustration. XD;

[paradisacorbasi.livejournal.com]

In America, there's a song called "Playground in my Mind" that is known as Michael's bane.

It goes:

My name is Michael
I got a nickel
I got a nickel shiny and new
I'm gonna buy you
all kinds of candy
That's what I'm gonna do

and worse, there's a girl verse which is Cynthia [Cindy]'s bane, though for some reason I hear it trotted out at Michaels way, way more than I do at Cindys.

My name is Cindy
when we get married
We're gonna have a baby
or two
We're gonna let them
visit their grandma
That's what we're gonna do.

Geez, scary little girl on the playground in the mind.

And I admit I have only given in once to going "MISter ANDerson" to someone named Anderson, but his full name was Thomas A. Anderson, and I apologized for it immediately afterward. He said it was okay because at least he had a badass martial arts guy who shared his name, and anyone who Smithed at him was just jealous.