me:
my brain:
me: ...
my brain: Let me sail, let me sail, let the Orinoco flow. Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of Tripoli.
@tom aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand now I have thius stuck in my head, thanks.
@tom My dad had a goddamn Enya tape in the car when I was a kid and every so often he'd put it on, on a long drive, and I'd doze off to it and wake up with that song, or various others, playing. I'm gettin' wild nostalgic memories here.
@Nine omg my dad, too, loves enya
@Nine you're so fucking welcom