Luckily this morning i'm too tired to have much concern about what follows, although i probably should. Both this lack of concern and what follows are the result of being wrenched out of an odd dream by a nasty, nasty alarm clock.
So, it starts with fragments of Anthrax's Making Me Laugh bouncing around inside my head. This is itself a quite unwelcome beginning to a monday. Not entirely because of it being a harsh piece of '80s thrash, but mostly because it is not a particularly good piece of '80s thrash. In fact i can hardly remember it, which is enough reason for the slight dislike. Naturally, if it had been good, i'd have made more of an effort to keep a copy of it. Since i have no copy of it these days, it must be bad. Yes?
Anyway, after a few minutes of that, i find to my surprise that it has been joined by the Fairy Liquid jingle (the one involving hands and dishes). This, i hardly need point out, is much less welcome then my first guest and is much more bizzare in occurance. It's really quite horrid, in fact and i quickly wish that it would stop.
Handily, the Maiden burst in not long after the soapy nonsense, with a lovely rendition of their signature song (you can find out more about that here) which wiped the floor with the early imposters. I spit on them. Ptooey.
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