Feliz Navidad is probably the catchiest song ever written.

It was about 3:15 in the afternoon when my friend from the Koreas, i had finally began to trust my former adversary the clock when he arrived, also an important milestone in my otherwise unimportant day.
"Emmanuel, my old friend, it has been a while"
"yeah."
i'm not one for conversations, and i equally hate writing the minutes of them, so here's the gist:
we decided to leave my shithole.

Our destination was at this point unclear. What was clear, was that my korean counterpart does not understand american music. Apparently, all they have of our culture in their inoperable brain tumor of the world is christmas music, and he listens to it in june. At about milepost 3 on the christian birthday superhighway, i wanted to murder the man who invented christmas. i began to get ornery. at milepost 5, i converted to buddhism. I am yet to experience the buddhist equivalent of "jingle bell rock."