Because I was raised through a joint effort by the television and the microwave, I suffer from a certain amount of brain damage. This manifests itself primarily when I wake up in the morning singing theme songs from 80s sitcoms or jingles from commercials. Ergo, I can’t remember my name, but I can remember all the words to the Hershey’s song. This morning, it was the homoerotic Scott Baio vehicle Charles In Charge taking over my brainwaves. Because I like to share the madness, here it is:
Ha! Oddly enough, I was ready to post the Spartakus theme, but I thought that I was the only one who ever watched that show, ever. I used to sing the “Pirates of the High Seas” song to myself all the time.
Saturday Morning Brain Damage
By Chance
September 06, 2008 at 8:26AM EDT
Because I was raised through a joint effort by the television and the microwave, I suffer from a certain amount of brain damage. This manifests itself primarily when I wake up in the morning singing theme songs from 80s sitcoms or jingles from commercials. Ergo, I can’t remember my name, but I can remember all the words to the Hershey’s song. This morning, it was the homoerotic Scott Baio vehicle Charles In Charge taking over my brainwaves. Because I like to share the madness, here it is:
And I sing, “I want Charles in charge of me!”
Comments
Great. That song just made my Kinsey number go up to a 7. In brutal retaliation, here’s Roxy channeling Madonna.
Ha! Oddly enough, I was ready to post the Spartakus theme, but I thought that I was the only one who ever watched that show, ever. I used to sing the “Pirates of the High Seas” song to myself all the time.
Okay. I see your creepy Duck cartoon and raise you one freaky French cartoon about floating legless children living underground.
I never really got into Charles in Charge. My 80s brain damage can be blamed on vegetarian vampire ducks.
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