Okay, all out of my system now. Seriously. Done. Okay?
Oh sure, my coworkers at Big Ass Publishing Company would occasionally look at me askance when I would blast it on my wee iPod speakers in my office, gesticulating wildly (my ruler standing in for a straight razor) singing lustily (and off-key) at the top of my lungs. But doesn't everyone do that in the office?
Back to your regularly scheduled office web surfing.