I got my social studies teacher to start singing The Beatles and The Monkees today. He actually has a good tastes in music, even if he doesn't know how to appear smart. The other day he put on the song "500 Miles" to as high as the volume could go, put on his Twisted Sister wig, air-guitared with his ruler, and forced us to sing it. Afterwards I said "Why did you do that? God! I love that song!" Then this girl said "Used to love it."