* ThePhan has a tendency to sing loudest in her room to the ones she should sing quietest to.
LaZorra: Phan: You mean like singing about poop?
(She is referring to a Facebook status of mine:
I did a very stupid little dance to "Everything Comes Down to Poo" from the Scrubs musical. I'm glad my roommate wasn't awake to see it.
Followed by the clarifier:
...That makes it sound like my dance was related to the subject matter of the song. I assure you, it wasn't. It was just a stupid dance.
She enjoyed this one.)
ThePhan: My most unfortunate one is usually Jonathan Coulton's "Baby Got Back." It's deceptively romantic-sounding.
ThePhan: YES THAT ONE TOO
LaZorra: That is still my favorite status in the history of Facebook.
Randy:
ThePhan: That was a good one :-)
ThePhan: I should totally make a CD mix and call it "Songs NOT To Sing Along To."
LaZorra: Phan: LOL LOL
ThePhan: It will definitely have to include "Everyone Comes To Poo."
Randy: LOL LOL
ThePhan: Errrrr.
ThePhan: LOL LOL
ThePhan: THAT'S NOT THE NAME OF THE SONG AT ALL
Randy: From Scrubs?
LaZorra: I WAS WONDERING
ThePhan: "Everything Comes Down To Poo."
* LaZorra dies laughing.
ThePhan: "Everyone Comes to Poo" sounds like some sort of group project.
LaZorra: "Everyone Comes to Poo" sounds like it should be sung in a lavatory, about a lavatory.
LaZorra: OR THAT
Randy: !!! LOL LOL!!
ThePhan: It's like when they say "Everyone comes to Rick's" from Casablanca. Except not at all.
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