...why one must never, ever pry into my brain. Or why one should never post a comprehensive video set of a fictional character's musical oeuvre:
"Hey, are you okay? You seem a little distracted."
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just got a song stuck in my head."
"Oh, I hate that when that happens! Right?" (pause) "So, what's the song?"
(blushing) "Nothing. It's really stupid. Forget it."
"No, tell me. Stupid songs are always the ones that get stuck in your head. What is it?"
"Naw...."
"Come on..."
"Well... okay." (clears throat and begins to sing) "And a crusty old man said, 'I'll do what I can,' and the rest of the rats played maracas!" (shakes body in disturbing manner)
(long pause)
"Duuude. Gotta change out the rotation on the iPod now and then, okay?"
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