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Originally Posted by montsnmags
I hate Barry Manilow. I hate him like a single sloth hates speed-dating. I hate him like a sick dog hates medical thermometers. I hate him like an umblemished dune hates a kandy-kolored buggy. I hate him like reality hates television. I hate him like chickens hate swifts. I hate him like everybody hates a smartarse. I hate him like bees hate visitors. I hate him like the deluge hates the dirt. I hate him like a green pen hates a newspaper editor. I hate him like the hills hate the sound of music. I hate him like a millipede hates tinea. I hate him like a crowded elevator hates a fart. I hate him like a train carriage hates a mobile phone conversation. I hate him like a slug hates salt. I hate him like a book hates a broken spine. I hate him like nature hates a vacuum. I hate him like Marc hates Barry Manilow.
I have so hated him since earliest memory. It clearly is my destiny to destroy him. Beware, Moejoe, lest his influence over you overcome sensibility. Grave danger you are in. Cheesy sentimentalism, you are listening to. Once you start down the Manilow path, forever it will dominate your playlists, consume you it will. IT'S A TRAP!
Cheers
Marc
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I hate him too (blame an aunt who used to live with us as a kid and her Manilow obsession), and the above listening was late night after a very peculiar a-z Youtube adventure that began with Corrosion of Conformity and ended in Manilow. I definitely need some sleep
