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I was listening to Sixpence None the Richer’s “Kiss Me” at full volume. And I liked it! :o
I fear I can never claim to be a manly man. Am I still allowed to watch football, at least? I beg forgiveness. What can I do to atone?
Assume the position.
Now.
::runs in listening to “Kiss Me”::
I’m ready, tiggeril.
::flips a coin::
Hmmm. Who first? Why, it landed on edge!
::grabs two paddles::
3…2…1…
WHAP!!
WHAP!!
WHAP!!
WHAP!!
There. You’ve both atoned. To me. I don’t know what the rest of the TM will do. 
Now, how about some salve for that?
I have both “Kiss Me” and “There She Goes” on MP3, and listen to them often.
(Aside: There, Lisa, you needed something to blackmail me with? There you go. Now no one need know about you and… well, you know that… and no one at school need know about this, either.)
Wow, I got off easy. I thought I would have to make a pilgrimmage to Lambeau Field and do a hundred naked pushups in sub-zero temperatures. Or something.
Argh, wait, I only atoned to you, tiggeril? And you’re not even a man!
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step . . .
SanibelMan, I delegate to you the task of buying beer for the road trip up to Wisconsin.
Then you’ll have to wait 5 years for atonement.
–Tim
And a fast red car.
You could get the original 80’s version of There She Goes by The La’s. That way you could claim you have it as a retro thing and not because you’re a girly-man.
I want to address something I’ve come to believe about the characters in “Kiss Me” (i.e. the singer and the person she’s singing to). Namely that they’re both women.
Here’s my evidence:
[ul][li]The singer says in verse 1, “you wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.” This clearly implies that the singer is female (which we could, of course, already have deduced from the fact that a woman sings the freaking song). The remark about the shoes is non-conclusive; however, it seems unlikely that a woman would care what shoes a male date was wearing, but it seems plausible that she would be interested in a female date’s footwear.[/li][li]In the second verse, the singer says, “Bring, bring/bring your flowered hat…” I think this provides the additional evidence needed to declare this an official lesbian sighting. No man would wear a flowered hat — or if the singer is singing to a man who would wear a flowered hat, she should not reasonably expect him to kiss her. If you know what I mean and I think you do.[/li][li]Hi Opal. [/ul][/li]
My point in bringing all this up is to give neuroman a face-saving reason for listening to the song. Namely, he is… like all heterosexual men… fascinated by lesbians.
No charge, neuro.
Yes Troy, I always thought the same thing. I heard one mention on MTV that the song was supposed to be a “bittersweet song about a really strong crush that (the singer) had on another girl when she was 14”, but never anything definite from a “proof” standpoint.
It’s still a nice song, regardless. But I always take it to be referring to two young girls.
Uh, yes, those fascinating lesbians! (Dare I say “silver-tongued”? Ok, I dare not.) That’s why I was listening to the song. Woohoo! I’m off scot-free! Thanks for reminding me, Chef Troy.
Havok, I still think that sounds like an excellent idea. However, the only thing that really worries me is the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge.