I’m so susceptible to earworms.
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I’m so susceptible to earworms.
My ex husband used to sing whatever popped into his head from his childhood. So now I sometimes get stuck with the strangest earworms of French songs that I’ve never even heard the originals of. E.g.,
The commercial jingle for McDonald’s poutine (“frites, sauce, fromage fondu”)
Some weird peppy song of a guy singing to the person who gave him a venereal disease (“le feu sauvage de l’amour”) -
This toot brought to you by somebody's toot (which I can't find now - tell me if it was you) about the Gilligan’s Island song, which has now been stuck in my head, in French (!), even though I never saw the damned show in French (“ils étaient perdus!”)
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And yes, I also have many English originals in my head. Everybody remembers their childhood phone number. I bet everybody who grew up with me also remembers the old phone number for the local martial arts school. (“Nobody bothers me!”)
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