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My mental DJ is officially on notice!  This dude decides to wake me up to that damn song Moves Like Jagger.  So, big deal, he (Yes, my DJ is a man.  He wears an Adidas track suit and looks like a Russian house DJ.) hears it during my car ride when I’m scanning stations.  Then decides to invite a bunch of people over, probably some strippers, get a keg and have a party with a soundtrack of that one song .  WHAT….a dickhead!  I should have fired his ass when he woke me up to that firework song by Katy Perry.  That lil ditty is musical herpes.  I think it’s always playing at a low hum and every now and again it flares up to full blast.

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