Argh. Getting earwormed, I can stand. Getting earwormed by an agonizingly maudlin song, one about losing the people you care about, is not what I need right now.
I'm sure there'd be some lesson or catharsis to be gained by going and listening to it. It's really a beautiful song and if I had a slider board for my emotions I'd be able to just love it.
But nope, no time for stoicism or pensiveness. Time to get the bucketful of Strong Bad and the funnel.
We actually sent Coach Z to do the deed. It was swift and merciful.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VNP-poEdf8M
Okay, it was swift, anyway.