I love it when an accidental snippet of another song starts at the end of one when I’m listening to my iPod. It’s like those three seconds turn into a whole separate song, and at the same time – it becomes part of the real one. It’s like the song is empty without that little snippet, and even though I probably wouldn’t have liked the song if I heard the whole one, I automatically love the snippet. But what I love the most is that I’ll never hear it. The three minutes that follow those three seconds are completely unknown to me, and could be anything. The possibilities are endless.
…what I don’t love (I’ve realized), is the word ‘snippet’. It sounds like a penis being cut off with a pair of garden scissors. Ouch. No me gusta.
The Irregular One 
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OMG YOU’RE SO RIGHT LOL
Also, that comment was written by your good ol’ friend, Succumb. Succumb thinks you should update your blog more often. Succumb misses your posts. Succumb likes to write about herself in third person. Succumb is not going to comment more now on this post. /Succumb.
I feel so uninspired these days. I’m going to try though. More importantly, why are you anon?
Because Succumb didn’t feel like logging onto WordPress! Succumb does not blog anymore. Omg… I really don’t write much anymore. Such a weird feeling.
That’s a little frightening.