four to the floor

I always SMS my wife to let her know when four to the floor is playing on the radio. Why? She doesn’t like the song. It began as a joke because that song—if you can call it a song—had entirely too much airplay. A tactic I discovered that works on me entirely too well after hearing wannabe five times in one afternoon. A scary day. Then again, Pauline Pantsdown repeated three times in a row led me to boycott TripleJ for six months. Another scary day.

Four to the floor was on the radio today. It has been a long time. It’s still addictive. I might just buy it, if we ever get an ITMS. Or perhaps I will merely blog about it…