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Correct lyrics from "Strut" (Sheena Easton): "I said, 'Honey, I don't like this game You make me feel like a girl for hiii-re'" What I'd always heard until I recently downloaded the song for my guilty pleasure listening: "I said, Honey, I don't like this game You make me feel like a girl from Io-wa" I'd always just thought Scots had trouble pronouncing Iowa.

Sheena Easton! /adds "Strut" to playlist /curses self for yet again reading this thread with iPod at the ready...

It really does sound like that! I just heard this song for the first time today and, while I danced around in my car, I was seriously going bonkers trying to catch all the 80s references in there. Jungle Love, for sure, and I also picked out (of all things) "Living in America" and the first drum beats to "all she wants to do is dance." It was a lovely distraction from rush hour driving, but still...I get OCD about these things and now it's bugging me that I can't identify everything. However, I did just go download Don Henley's attempt to be lighthearted and "All She Wants to Do is Dance" is on my recently added playlists. I like it even if my aerobics instructor used it as a leg lift song back in the day.

The phrase "meaty comma" needs never to be uttered again. Yay, Genique, for gently calling BS on having to break down an entire chicken and prepare a much harder dish than steak frites with truffle. Cos, yeah, that wasn't blatant or anything...

This cracked me up. I'm notorious for mishearing lyrics, so I didn't even bother trying to figure out what in tarnation they were singing, but I have to say I'm impressed with your interpretation! :) Sort of?! I'm jealous of you - total earworm for me and I cannot stop bopping my head like a muppet when I hear it. The latest Taco John's commercial is a wee bit of a head scratcher/head tilt. "Originality doesn't come in a box, so we use a wrapper." Um...huh....OK...wait, what? First of all, doesn't Taco Bell also use wrappers? Come to think of it...aren't a lot of burgers also wrapped? Also, the "best part of your day" also appears to include the Taco John's spokesperson who follows people around as they sit down to eat; the look the woman gives him is a cross between "Ok, dear, go play with your potato oles" and "creepy stalker, don't make me get Mandy Patinkin all up in here." She doesn't look like she's having the best time of her day. So, color me unclear on your advertising vision, Taco John's.

Seriously, the new Big Mac commercial spokesperson can STFU. "This [iceberg lettuce] will never be kale." "It needs no introduction." And, the super smarmy, "in your face" tone of the final "Ba da ba da BA?" Oh my god, I think I'm supposed to start beating my chest and raging against fine dining and eat Big Macs out of rebellion as one of the people, but man, this layperson will gladly eat a kale shake served by an egomaniac instead of trying to gag down a Big Mac out of some kind of "commoner loyalty." And,speaking of products that try to enlist my loyalty by assuming I'm a moron--that snarky almond who lounges in people's kitchens and goads them into trying almond milk? Oh, how I want to flick him into the blender or smash him into paste. Geez, I know commercials shouldn't make me this angry, but dang, I hate getting insulted by my teevee that's supposed to entertain me...

Same here! I loved all those movies, but I fell asleep every time I tried to watch The Sopranos. I rented it about four times, so eager was I to get into this show, but I couldn't get past the first ep. I am currently trying to watch "Gilmore Girls," because it's on when we get home and it's a fave of DW's, but...ugh, what insufferable, hipster, spoiled, self-important and, somehow, still boring, characters. I don't think I'm supposed to be cheering on Lorelai's mom - evol rich, suffocating parental unit, but dang, was I ever. She's the only character I halfway like.

LMAO. Thank you, I needed that after watching this. Even my sleep-deprived, cold-medicine addled brain registered a high level of BS. Hey, Helen of Faux Cry? Or, Helen of the Projectile Tears? You do not "go to finale." You go to THE finale. Use your articles. They're just teeny little words and make you sound really grown up. A little Amish schoolgirl with raggedy fangs on her collar - excuse me, SPARKLY fangs - is a good look? What color is the sky in that universe? Double elimination, PRAS. Learn it, use it. I really wish one of the dogs had a chance to pee on Zanna's leg. Or maybe in her hair. She reeks of being someone's toadie anyway. Good god, Alyssa, we get it. You're pregnant. Your turning sideways and rubbing your hands over your "bump" while everyone goes "oooooooh" is rather...erm, weird at this point. I can understand your being excited, but to expect everyone else to keep fawning over you because you're doing what women have been doing for millions of years? Sheesh, give it a rest, already.

This ep bugged the crap out of me because it seemed so rigged to justify the LCK "save." Look at the amazing Dougie! He wins the quickfire AND the challenge! OMG, isn't Tom brilliant for bringing him back?? The smell of BS still lingers from my teevee. I like Doug as a contestant, but I'm in agreement with other posters who resoundingly stamp LCK saves with a huge old asterisk (done in Texas red, of course). Also, I learned I know nothing about art. Thought they were all either garish or depressing and either hurt my eyes or gave me the sadz to look at.

I laughed so hard when I saw that Zanna was accompanied on her walk-thru with Mr. Marchesa; hmmmm, didn't trust the 80s video extra to give advice on the gorgeous, beautiful Marchesa-inspired gowns, now, did we? And if that was a real wedding, I'm Mr. Roarke from Fantasy Island. Smiles, everyone, smiles.... From the preview for next week, it appears that Helen of Cry* provides a full on ugly sob fest that would put even Amber from Parenthood to shame. This, of course, will mean that she stays. Again. "Moon Isaac!!!" Hee hee!! *can't remember who the poster was who came up with this, or I'd give credit where credit is due.

As a proud feminist (the good old militant old-fashioned kind of yore), I am mortified to admit that I like: "Me So Horny" (2LiveCrew) "Shake That" (Eminem) Life as a hook,bass, and beat junkie can really put you in low places.

Oh, I'm totally understanding and appreciative when people decline frosting-heavy pieces of cake, or even specifically ask for a piece with just a little frosting - here in the "Midwest nice" offices, though, people would tend to take whatever the cake nazi served them (we had a receptionist who could not stand the thought of people cutting their own pieces and insisted on cutting the entire cake into perfect little two-inch squares) and they'd look sadly down at a fat frosting balloon and then leave it on their plate. I love frosting, but even I wouldn't ask a coworker if I could have their extra frosting. I was not, however, above sneaking back to the break room when cake nazi was called back to her desk to scrape off the balloons and flowers from other pieces of unserved cake. Really, cake in the office was supposed to be a good thing.... Holy crap, I never thought I'd "meet" someone else who felt this way. Pizza is one leftover I can't stand, either cold (congealed, chilled, grease) or microwaved into rubber. On a sort of related topic - am I weird for generally hating to eat with other people because the sounds of eating gross me out? Silverware clinking, OK. Swallowing, chewing, talking around a food bolus...so vile. I was at a lunch meeting yesterday (no cake) and I thought I was going to lose it - everyone clustered around a little table, chewing, trying to talk around their food, "mmmmmm-ing" as they ate...oh my god, I felt totally psycho, but that was one long arse hour of torture to me. But I am weird, so maybe it's just me.

What other type of frosting would go well with carrot cake? A vanilla buttercream or icing? I'm curious - never seen a carrot cake without cream cheese frosting, but I've seen plenty with raisins and nuts and PINEAPPLE (blergh! Why?) that I pick around until I have a big pile of crumbs to go with my frosting. Used to drive me crazy at office gatherings or parties where people would complain about the rich frosting and scrape it off. Gah! Isn't there a muffin available if you just want a cakey bite? Once, I was on the entertainment committee at work that was responsible for ordering monthly birthday cakes. When it was my turn, I specifically asked for extra balloon and flower frosting decorations and then heard people complaining that there was too much frosting and was reprimanded by the treasurer for the extra expense. A very dark day for the frosting passionate.

This is obvious, but I have to put Taylor Swift's "Shake it Off" video here. It's not even cheesy fun; it's so poorly done and awful I got angry for wasting minutes of my life watching it. I would rather watch one of those painful videos from Dance Moms (yeah, I include "Girl Party") than subject myself to this shite. Oh, yeah, Taylor, this hater's gonna hate hate hate hate hate....you shake it off anywhere other than my teevee or computer...

I must stop reading this forum while using my iPod; I'm spending more money at iTunes since I started reading this thread about a month ago than I have in the two years I've owned this iPod. Dang, I love "Together Forever"! And, while at iTunes, was reminded that I also liked "It Would Take a Strong Man". I've just Rickrolled myself twice. THANKS! ;) LOL - I would have downloaded "do run run" or "do you believe in magic" in a heartbeat if I hadn't already burned through my remaining balance to buy "double dutch bus" and "she's a bad mama jama."

Michelle's girls were clearly headed for the Love Boat's lido deck to flirt with Gopher. I did not need that kind of flashback. Someone, please, put Alyssa on bed rest?! And give Issac his Prozac (or take it away?). I worry for their health. I see Zanna ran away from her Catholic school that fashions uniforms from 1970s movie theatre carpet.

Correct lyrics: "Roller coast-ah...of loooove..." (Ohio Players, Love Rollercoaster) Accent emphasized so maybe it's slightly more clear why my brain heard the incorrect lyric: "Don't cut mustard...." I thought it was a song about someone trying to succeed and failing. I guess that's not entirely wrong...

Sigh. Why, oh why, did I hand over my iPod to my friend and instruct him to "find something you like?" Within minutes, I thought he was having a heart attack because of all the exclamations of "oh my GOD" I asked what was wrong. "You have THIS SONG??" Yes, I do: "Emotion in Motion," (Ric Ocasik) "Color of Love" (Billy Ocean) "Puttin on the Ritz" (Taco) -- all right, all right, I actually have the entire "After Eight" album) "Because of You" (Kelly Clarkson) "Lollipop/Candyman" (Aqua) "Don't Answer Me" (Alan Parsons Project) "Dreamtime" (Darryl Hall - I think he was solo for this one) "Everlasting Love" (Howard Jones) "Let's Get Loud" (J-Lo) "self control" (Laura Branigan) "She bangs" (Ricky Martin) "See you again" (Miley Cyrus) "Two of Hearts" (Stacey Q) "Velcro Fly" (ZZ Top) "You Spin Me Round (like a record)" (Dead or Alive) Was also grilled about why, of all Duran Duran songs, I had "Union of the Snake" and "Wild Boys" and nothing else. Really, I try very hard not to act as tacky and tasteless as my music selection would have people believe me to be!

Well, now I can't unsee JJ driving along in the black SUV singing Taylor Swift as she puts on her cape and continues to restore world peace via lucky guesses. "Haters gonna hate hate hate hate hate but I'm just gonna shake shake shake shake shake shake it off! Shake it off!"

Jan started as a fairly bland, innocuous spokesperson I could tolerate. Then Toyota decided she should be the next Flo and thought she would become a thing and now she really grates my nerves. Worse, though, is that she now coos, bats her eyes and acts like the porn salesgirl from SNL. Really, Toyota? You had to go there? I don't want to go any place with your trollop. I think poor old McD's is really going through an identity crisis. They missed the coffee shop cash cow (sucks to be McCafe), they can't rebrand themselves as healthy to catch the latest health craze (though a Quarter Pounder Kale Burger development wouldn't surprise me - with adzuki beans and spirulina sauce!), their clown has always been mildly terrifying, they can't compete with family casual...what's left but to try to promote themselves as ambassadors of world peace? It's kind of funny to watch them flounder. I think that corporation is greedy and vile and I'd love to see this latest marketing mistake crap all over their brand. I feel really badly for anyone with misophonia who can't find the mute button in time when a KitKat commercial comes on. The crunching, the groaning, the mmmmmm-ing....it takes a lot to turn me off to chocolate, but dang, they did it.

I think you're right. And I will not be responsible for what happens to my innocent teevee when all that dreck goes down. This show is starting to make Falcon Crest look like a subtle and moving show. I see your point - I know I could easily NOT watch this show, but once I'm sort of interested/invested in a show, I tend to stick with it and it's maddening to see what (to me) is a drastic decline in quality. What got me into the show were nuanced, realistic but still gripping storylines, and relatable, flawed and very believable characters. I get cheesed off when I show I thought had such promise devolves into melodramatic, after school special, anvil-laden tripe. And I have nowhere else to complain except here (this is sort of like a book group for me, except I can drink all the wine myself) ;) LOL - I know! Well, who knows, maybe those awful 80s emo covers from Grey's Anatomy can be repurposed....maybe the show ends with Drew walking in to an acoustic guitar/warbled version of "Funky Town?"*Haaaallp! I can haz quote boxes?? They've gone wild! Sorry!

I wondered about this, too. I think he was trying to say that he was inspired to make an androgynous piece because his aquatic inspiration was asexual? Or something? But it was a helluva stretch and made little sense. And, in any case, he turned out more comfy looking PJs or loungewear, which I thought were definitely more asexual (not in the true biological term, but in terms of how one would feel about gettin' busy while wearing it) than androgynous. I have watched this show for so many seasons and I still don't know how to tell "AG" from "costume." I mean, Zanna tried (poor feather brained dear; bless her little Golden Girls knit hot pink top and 1980s white pants boating ensemble, by the way) to say that AG had to "be more than just weird," but, come on, how do you tell good weird from bad weird? All I saw was a bunch of ugly crap. Except Sonjia's and Dimitri's, which were interesting to look at, even if not proper AG. If Alyssa was the inspiration behind Ariel, why was she dressed like a Snow White parade float? (That dress would have made even Twiggy look like she needed a tether).

This times a million. I can see the set up, I can understand what the writers *might* have been trying to do with the characters, but man, the only payoff is coming here to LMAO, read others' insight, which is usually far more interesting than the show, and frantically try to grab quotes and give likes! I give the show a tiny amount of credit for portraying a realistic heart condition for Zeek and I like the doctor character a lot - realistically straightforward, still empathetic, and zero heroics. The writers are, apparently, still capable of subtle, realistic moments. Blink and you'll miss them, though. Um....Adam? Why would you ask the police to just "relock the doors?" Why in hell would they have keys to your business? Or are you thinking (well, wait, you don't think but anyway...) that they'll lock from inside and then go back out the smashed window? Or something? In a show with such tearjerker storylines, I shouldn't be thinking about this shit. And I am 100% with the other posters who are sick of this "follow your dream" being the "right" choice storyline. BS. It's not that easy and being realistic or practical does not make you a heartless drone. As someone who may have a chance to "follow her dream," I assure you, writers, it comes with far more involved thinking and soulsearching than, "but I wanna! Cold cruel world!" Especially when there's a family involved. Ah, well. It could have been worse: Drew's car, given to him by his selfish granddad, could have somehow harbored that evil and turned into a version of Christine. The nurse could have looked at Sarah, said, "you're useless, but you're hot. Surely, you know how to fix your father's heart if you just believe in yourself?" And Sarah would have completed a heart transplant. Kristina could have called someone 'honey' or 'babe' and I would have ripped my ears off Amber could have ugly cried. A lot. Drew could have ugly cried Crosby could have thrown one of his patented temper tantrums and thrown Zeek's ventilator* at the wall The police investigating the break in could have showed up and presented a new love interest for Sarah So, really, considering how far down the crapper this show is, I can't be too picky. Laughing so freaking hard right now. *I know it wasn't a ventilator, but I don't know what it is that people are hooked up to when they have that mask over their face in hospital scenes. I'm assuming they're getting oxygen, but I don't know if it's kind of a one-stop-shopping cart that has oxygen, heart rate monitor, etc. or if it's a particular machine. I'm embarrassingly dense about some of the more obvious medical technology...

Ah...between a bigger role and a contract, I can understand why this seemingly level-headed woman is still on this show. I actually like seeing the conflict between an emotional-outburst prone person (Abby) and a more rational, thoughtful person, because watching two emotional, screaming people (Christi/Abby) just gives me a headache, but Holly's moral outrage? Oh, that dog so does not hunt anymore. That kind of gives new meaning to the lyric "swing from the chandelier." I'm sorry, I'm awful. I just had to. I hate that overwrought, warble-croaked song THAT much.

Wait, what? So it's NOT "April fall," which I, too, had been hearing (and, gulp, singing) all along? Talk about shattered self perception. But at least that's another U2 lyric I can now sing correctly. I misheard the entire refrain of "Angel of Harlem" and asked my DW (while at a U2 concert, of course, because one cannot make these types of blunders in a private setting while not surrounded by die hard fans who would throw you out on your ear for your ignorance): "do you think they'll perform 'Angelheart?'" Too late for her to back out - we had a house, a cat and a CD collection together by then.