Just start making up absurd lyrics to sing in your head – like, “With a ring, ting, jing-a-ling, that guy’s looking at me. I wonder if he wonders why I’m looking right back at him. If I throw a ball of paper, it might get stuck in his hair. If I do it gently he won’t even notice it’s there….”
That’s the kind of shit that runs through my head whenever I hear christmas music. I swear to god, you have no idea what it’s like inside my skull. It’s freaking annoying.
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Just start making up absurd lyrics to sing in your head – like, “With a ring, ting, jing-a-ling, that guy’s looking at me. I wonder if he wonders why I’m looking right back at him. If I throw a ball of paper, it might get stuck in his hair. If I do it gently he won’t even notice it’s there….”
That’s the kind of shit that runs through my head whenever I hear christmas music. I swear to god, you have no idea what it’s like inside my skull. It’s freaking annoying.