Back in the day, when I was young and naive, when I didn’t understand the consequences of my actions, when I still hadn’t mastered Long Division, I liked New Kids on the Block.
There, I said it.
I feel much better now.
Back in the day, when I was young and naive, when I didn’t understand the consequences of my actions, when I still hadn’t mastered Long Division, I liked New Kids on the Block.
There, I said it.
I feel much better now.
Thats not much of a deep dark secret. That’s just hormones, and a bad taste in music 
It’s a common theme through anyones formative years.
Did I mention I’m a guy?!
Poor friedo! I have a secret, too. I never liked NKOTB. Nope, never. And I should have too because all my friends did and it was the “in” thing. Nope, never liked 'em. My sister sure did though. 
friedo,
It could be worse. My deep dark secret is that I know all of the NKOTB songs by heart, and can sing most of them on command. Same with Whitney Huston (but only her old “Greatest Love of All” era stuff).
I am a boy, and my eldest sister played them nonstop. At least I don’t dream of them.
Anymore…
jb
Ahhh, the perils of newbie-ism.
Ok, then it’s just a bad taste in ‘music’.
I have a worse one for you. The only way my sister was able to get me to sleep when I was a baby was to play the entire “Bat out of Hell” album by Meatloaf.
And that’s worse how? I actually like Meatloaf. Always have.
Oh, man…ohhh, mannnnnn…
Sometimes when I’m nervous…I stick my fingers in my armpits and smell them like this…sniiiiiiiiff.
I want to be a S U P E R S T A R
its worse when your a 4 year old walking around a playground singing 2 out of 3 ain’t Bad. I didnt say the album was bad.
secretly I like the album, and sometimes I putit on if I’m having trouble sleeping 
I still have the original vinyl my sister used to play
Well, there are worse places to stick a finger - but lets not go there…
Hmmm… for some reason I have the guitar solo from Bat out of Hell playing in my head.
*singing
Like a bat outta hell, I’lll be gone when the morning comes…
[searches for oversized white hankey]
Me too. So much that I spent New Year’s Eve (1990?) at a NKOTB concert. (I was in my early 20s.)
I’m SO ashamed. I haven’t even mentioned this to my husband. It would be legitimate grounds for divorce! 
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
So thats what it means. I’ve often wondered why I see my son do that. Must be a male thing 
Aging myself a bit here… I used to like the Bay City Rollers… AHHHHHHH
I’d much rather have “Lemme sleep on it, baby baby let me sleep on it” running through my head than “Have a funky funky christmas” or “oh ohhhh ohhh ohhhh oh, hangin’ tough!”
Boy if a post ever fit a board…
cha ching…300 here i come!
Once, for Mother’s day I took my mom to a Michael Bolton concert, just to be nice don’tcha know. I liked it. I bought the album. I even went to another concert because I wanted too. Here’s the worst part… I waited in line 6 hours to get tickets. To a Michael Bolton concert. Remember, with your dollars there is hope
I even had albums.
I had “Hangin’ Tough” on vynil, and “Face the Music” and “Step by Step” on cassette.
Ohhhhhhh the shame!
Not to be outdone…
I once went to a Barry Manilow concert with a female acquaintance, her two sisters, her brother and sister-in-law, AND her parents.
And then (shudder) I enjoyed the concert!