Have you ever listened to a particular song that has a certain vibe that gives you a clear mental image of what the energy of said song makes you want to do while it plays in the background of whichever scenario you envision in your minds eye?
This happens to me all the time and here are a few that have recently crossed my mind, feel free to add your own.
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This song makes me want to do 3 shots of Jäger and attack a random person on the sidewalk with a mallet and can of Axe body spray.
This song makes me want to travel to Belfast, Ireland, visit the Crown Liquor Saloon, drink 2 pints of Guinness, start a fight with an Irishman named Fergus, kick each other's ass for 15 minutes, go back inside, drink another two pints together and become best friends.
This song makes me want to drink a fifth of Del Maguey Chichicapa Mezcal and celebrate National Hug Week by committing an armed robbery of a Build-A-Bear store with the Juárez Cartel dressed in velvet kimonos and plastic rhinestone tiaras, after jumping out of a candy pink 1967 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme.
This song makes me want to drink a venti berry hibiscus vanilla bean frappuccino with 6 shots of espresso, and stab the barista 72 times in the left arm with a plastic butter knife while reciting the Gettysburg address while doing an impression of "Macho Man" Randy Savage.
This song makes me want to drink 6 oz of Absolut Vanilia vodka on the rocks, and have a boxing match with Canelo Álvarez who has taken 3 quaaludes, as we're both dressed as transvestites and the boxing gloves are oversized whoopee cushions that have been covered in pine sap and dipped in shards of glass.
This song makes me want to drink three bottles of Pinot Noir and commit an armed robbery at a Bed Bath & Beyond using a cattle prod, a nine iron, dry ice, and a liter of Coca-Cola.
This happens to me all the time and here are a few that have recently crossed my mind, feel free to add your own.
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This song makes me want to do 3 shots of Jäger and attack a random person on the sidewalk with a mallet and can of Axe body spray.
This song makes me want to travel to Belfast, Ireland, visit the Crown Liquor Saloon, drink 2 pints of Guinness, start a fight with an Irishman named Fergus, kick each other's ass for 15 minutes, go back inside, drink another two pints together and become best friends.
This song makes me want to drink a fifth of Del Maguey Chichicapa Mezcal and celebrate National Hug Week by committing an armed robbery of a Build-A-Bear store with the Juárez Cartel dressed in velvet kimonos and plastic rhinestone tiaras, after jumping out of a candy pink 1967 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme.
This song makes me want to drink a venti berry hibiscus vanilla bean frappuccino with 6 shots of espresso, and stab the barista 72 times in the left arm with a plastic butter knife while reciting the Gettysburg address while doing an impression of "Macho Man" Randy Savage.
This song makes me want to drink 6 oz of Absolut Vanilia vodka on the rocks, and have a boxing match with Canelo Álvarez who has taken 3 quaaludes, as we're both dressed as transvestites and the boxing gloves are oversized whoopee cushions that have been covered in pine sap and dipped in shards of glass.
This song makes me want to drink three bottles of Pinot Noir and commit an armed robbery at a Bed Bath & Beyond using a cattle prod, a nine iron, dry ice, and a liter of Coca-Cola.
