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Kings of Leon, How Do I Loathe Thee? Let Me Count the Ways


I hate personally have a problem with Kings of Leon. For the most part, it's not their fault. It's just the hideously annoying vocalist, Caleb. Musically the band is talented. I don't deny it. But the uninspiring, unoriginal, choke-inducing sound of Caleb singing almost makes me physically violent. Kings of Leon will be on tour soon, so here is a realistic list of things I would rather do than go to their show:

1. eat an entire jar of pickles
2. let a tarantula walk up my arm all the way to the shoulder
3. donate blood and watch (i hate watching)
4. go to a dinner party with all the people who irritate me (regardless of what you might think, it would be a small dinner party, but a very annoying one)
5. wear the same pair of shoes every day for a month
6. type using only my left hand for an entire day
7. go to church
8. watch infomercials
9. do the dishes
10. read Family Circus comics

You see? Totally realistic. Notice nothing extreme like "make out with your grandfather" or "drink turpentine." That's because I'm actually imagining someone saying, "Jamie, you have to go to the Kings of Leon show. The only way you can get out of it is to . . ." So if someone said ". . .drink turpentine" of course I'd say no. I don't want to sound like Caleb for the rest of my life.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I'm not trying to offend you here - but I've done all of the things you've listed that you'd rather do than watch Kings of Leon live in concert. And then I saw Kings of Leon live in concert. They were actually pretty good, I wasn't a huge fan of them then. Just saying.
Anonymous said…
Sorry, that wasn't very funny or clever. Try harder?

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