Jesus, I can’t believe this song is almost thirty years old, and somehow it got stuck in my head all week:

Ah, the days of frosted hair and puka shells.

Also: tangentially related: the time the guy from Creed got in a fight with the band at a bar in Baltimore. Good times!

Date posted: February 22, 2024 | Filed under earworm, music | Leave a Comment »

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