Five words and a howl of agony:

	Anything. Sung. By. Michael. Bolton. Aaaaargh!
>  
> Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2003 09:27:49 -0700 (PDT)
> From: kcronin <fiatluxury@yahoo.com>
> To: audities@smoe.org
> Subject: Re: Murderous songs
> Message-ID: <20030619162749.69640.qmail@web21410.mail.yahoo.com>
> 
> did someone already say "sometimes when we touch?"  of
> all the overemoting, drippy nastiness from that era,
> that must be in the top ten.
> 
> also, i could do with never again hearing "Ebony and
> Ivory," to which i was forced to perform some kind of
> gawdawful modern interpretive dance thing in a high
> school gym class, required only for women, i might
> add, which was called MOVEMENT EDUCATION (aka,
> orchesis, for those who came before me).
> 
	Ah, Kelly ... if only someone had been videotaping this, the
blackmail possibilities would be endless.


	Gregory Sager
	(happy that nobody videotaped him tumbling ten feet during a rope
climb in fifth-grade gym class)