There are many songs that I’ve been trying to avoid since Laura went, but the song that Wisconsin Badgers Dilly Dilly St patrick’s Day Shirt LaSalle opens with, the song that makes me cry, is not one of them. The song that makes me cry has never made me cry before; in fact, the song that makes me cry used to make me puke. When it was a hit, I was at college, and Charlie and I used to roll our eyes and stick our fingers down our throats when somebody invariably a geography student or a girl training to be a primary school teacher and I don’t see how you can be accused of snobbishness if all you are doing is stating the plain, simple truth, put it on the jukebox in the bar.
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The song that makes me cry is Marie LaSalle’s version of Peter Frampton’s Baby, I Love Your Way. Imagine standing with Barry, and Dick, in his Lemon-heads T-shirt, and listening to a cover version of a Peter Frampton song, and blubbering! Peter Frampton! Show Me the Wisconsin Badgers Dilly Dilly St patrick’s Day Shirt! That perm! That stupid bag thing he used to blow into, which made his guitar sound like Donald Duck! Frampton Comes Alive, top of the American rock charts for something like seven hundred and twenty years, and bought, presumably, by every brain-dead, coke-addled airhead in L.A.! I understand that I was in dire need of symptoms to help me understand that I have been deeply traumatized by recent events, but did they have to be this extreme?