When you
get a Foo Fighters
track stuck in your head as an earworm. It's both exhausting and deeply satisfying at the same
time!
I was listening to the Fooeys the other day, and now, all I
keep singing to myself is"Hey kiiiiiid, what's the plan for tomoooorroooooow..."
over, and over, and over...
I'
ve got a damn EARFOORM!