Holy crap! I kid you not, a band of old guys just went by on a flat-bed being pulled by truck playing "Every Rose Has It's Thorn" live going down the road in front of my apartment complex.
I'll do you one better (read as "better" = *Worse*; in this case:) -
As a result/consequence of one of my many indiscretions (mainly, from when I was 15 - 25 yrs old, or so)...
...When I was 18 - I just so happened to:
a). come to,
b). realize that I was in a jail cell (which wasn't even close to as much of a shock or surprise as it should have been)
and
c). (The C.O. (guard) was a friend of mine from high school...who had been at my 18th B-Day bash a week or two ago) -and- that son-of-a-bitch kept playing "
18 and Life" over...
...and...
...over...
...and...
...over...again :'(