It's a good song in theory. Catchy and simple. Its evilness lies of course in the fact that it is grammatically incorrect, was played non-stop all summer and that it encourages you to do stupid things like actually give someone your number in the hope that they will call you maybe.
I bring this up now because a few weeks ago I went out with RB, MZ and KF. I would like to say that it all started off innocently, but RB and I hadn't had a night out together in awhile and I had spent 2 weeks in Prince George (don't ask) so we were both looking to go out on a rippy tear (my mother's words). But it quickly went off the deep end when I had 2 strong margaritas from Ox and Angela before food arrived.
We ran into some friends of mine, one of whom is a man about town and so I blame him for everything that happened that night. And by everything, I really mean only one thing. That one thing being that we ended up at a bar, where a DJ I sort of know and kind of have a crush on, was playing and for some reason (those reasons of course being tequila, RB and man about town referenced above) I decided to write my name, my number and the words "I'm all shook up" on a napkin and give it to said DJ. I promptly ran out of the bar as quickly as possible.
Needless to say I have not heard from him and I will never return to that bar.
