I change my text message notifications all the time. Currently, it rings the main riff from the Violent Femmes' song: 'Blister in the Sun'.
It makes a person hate a song they truly love when some jerk-off blows the phone up with texts and/or calls every two seconds. I hate grabbing pants in anger when nothing will work but answering only to hear high pitched lectures.
Even when "Big Hands ... I know you're the one."
Oh, Piss off!
I'm trying to focus here. In the bathroom.
*ting*
I hate you for ruining that song for me.
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