On your current playlist, hit shuffle and pick the first twenty songs on the list (no matter how cheesy or embarrassing), and write down your favorite line of the song. Try to avoid putting the song title in the line. Then, have your friends comment and see if they know the songs. No cheating!
NB--This is from my entire collection of music on my computer, as my current playlist was a mix of one artist (the Magnetic Fields) and that's too easy. I edited out songs in foreign languages (no Mr. Credo for you!), live songs with humorous openings (sorry Courtney), covers (sorry Ciccone Youth) remixes/mashups (no "Smells Like Booty") and the instrumentals (though it would be interesting to see how many of you are up on your Ravel).
1. I hate that damn machismo!
2. Gertrude Stein: she was never called an asshole.
3. Hit me with the bloody techno!
4. Fucking him was like Waiting for Godot; he never came and I was happy when it ended.
5. Art is not cheese--it should not be shredded!
6. You can look but don't touch my dear, I might be butch but I am queer!
7. Let's talk about spaceships or anything except me and you, okay?
8. We talk about our future: we say that marriage is for us (even when our country says it's not)
9. The condom on your dick's the tie that binds
10. I want a raise, I want to go home, I want sex, I want a cookie.
11. Long came a spider who sat down beside her and said "Hey Bitch! Gimme some head!"
12. God, I hate Belgium designers.
13. I'm a dog, I'm a slag, I'm a disco queen.
14. When I punk through the club I'm a debutante
15. My daddy called me devil: I call me "Ambisextruous"
16. In some ways I think like someone like Redd Kross would be easy to manage
17. Your mouth is big and dirty but I'd kiss you if I could.
18. Mommy's in the closet finding God, I'm on my knees finding you
19. Why'd you come in here lookin like that when you could stop traffic in a gunney sack?
20. Don't be miserable like Morrissey just let me do you underneath the Christmas Tree
NB: #2 is technically a cover but there's enough of a difference so that I'm counting it as a separate song, 4 is a spoken word thing by someone on my buddy list, 8 is also by someone on my buddy list, and 13 could either be 'slug' or slag' (there's an odd British accent). Good Luck!
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.