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On my walk back from lunch, I passed a fellow singing part of Lou Bega’s “Mambo No.5″ into his cell phone. Just a little bit farther down the sidewalk I detoured around a puddle of puke. Obviously a pedestrian right before me fell victim to that noise.

The sad part is I recognized it was that song just from hearing him recite, “A little bit of Rita’s all I need…”

I’m gonna go listen to some Baha Men - “Who let the Dogs Out?” and try to forget about this.