On the other hand....
Sitting at work with no context to Ireland or William Wallace or Scotland, Scot-towels, Mel-fookin-Gibson or anything of that genre, and listening to an entire Cd's worth of that goddamn river dance music will drive a person to homicide. No wonder those guys lambasted most of Northern England, the music drove them up the fuckin wall!
I say this because the latest rich, musical tapestry that Chuck is trying to paint in our room is that violin-flute music thats all the rage with no armed dancers and deaf people. I didn't dislike it before, I kind of liked it as the score to bloodfest 2000 braveheart. But I'm seriously about to river dance to the nuthouse after I go around bonkin people on the head with Maxwell's silver hammer.
Keeerist!
'm hearing : my own ears bleeding
I'm eating: my tongue