Have you ever called some else’s phone, and immediately a lady answers the phone with the message “Please enjoy the music while your party is being contacted” and their choice of music starts playing? You better not make me listen to the whole damn song, you better pick up that phone so I don’t have to listen to that crappy music.

This can only be a government conspiracy to unwittingly destroy and bleed thousands of innocent ear drums. When I call you, I don’t want to listen to someone talking to a beat (rap), I don’t want to listen to some emo kid who wears black nail polish (heres looking at you My Chemical Romance), and I don’t want effing hear effing country effing music. EFF! YOU worship that music, YOU buy overpriced tickets to their lip sync concerts, and YOU want to bang the lead singer and/or drummer; not me.

My music should play as YOUR right tone. Seriously, when I call, its a acknowledgment bestowed upon a privilege few. God bless you pathetic existence if I should decide to move my magnificent fingers in the right sequence to dial into your life.

un-tsh!
un-tsh!
un-tsh!
un-tsh!

hehehe, I’m a techno song.