O, the perils of technological life! Wired reports that music sharing is letting playlistism creep into university social circles. I predict that by 2010, there will be a twelve-step program.
Jim (nervously at elevated podium): Hi, my name's Jim.
Audience: Hello, Jim. Jim: Um, my wife caught me listening to mp3s of the Village People Best Of.
Following an awkward pause as the audience shifts uncomfortably in their seats. Then a tall, lanky, middle-aged man named Bill steps forward.
Bill: Hi my name is Bill, and I have that Doug Fieger mp3 on my computer.
Silence.
Bill: You know, My Sharona?
Bill starts weeping. The two hug, but in a manly way. Fade to black.
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