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In response to
"Oh and this song should make Mel's brain melt like Tiger Baby did -- (link)"
by
Reagen
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fuck.*dancing* you. *and crying*
Posted by
Mel Profit (aka Mel Profit)
Jul 13 '12, 13:06
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I knew I was cooked :29 seconds in. I literally looked.
Also, I hadn't listened to Chinese Fairytale in years...until just now. I remember running to NYC to see my best musical pal so I could get his ears on this and he was going through his goth phase and thus thought I'd lost my ever lovin' mind.
Interestingly, I was rocking out to this song's polar opposite of Siamese Dream this afternoon.
Book End Fuck Yous to You, Tall.
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