So I went out to a sports bar last night to watch Game 3 of the NBA Finals with a buddy of mine, and our waitress at one point said "I got a blister on my finger," to which I couldn't help but reply with a Helter Skelter joke. And then nothing. So I went home and found my girlfriend was watching Glee. I am telling you guys, this music snobbery is a lonely existence.
(And I realize this exact clip has already appeared on our blog place.)