The Shoutbox
Songs that are embarassing to be found loudly singing to at a traffic light: campy '80s classic "I Know What Boys Like" by The Waitresses.

Oy. It's the kind of experience that makes you want to pony up the dough for heavily-tinted windows.

"I know what boys like, I know whay guys want, I know what boys like, boys like, boys like me..."
...and there you have it.

"It's only a model."
"I don't wanna talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster, and your father smelt of elderberries!"


Smelt, smelled. Tomato, tomahto.

Let's call the whole thing off.
I thought it was "smelt of elderberries"?
Oh yeah, I'm so tired right now I'm not even thinking straight.
"Your mother was a hamster, and your father smelled of elderberries."
The mother.


Which one is the hamster--the father or the mother? I can never remember...
How dare you slanderize Spider-Man in such a since Mr. Bullet. I fart in your general direction.