ok you know the scene. why do they always do this to us?

im in the mall today (aka angies commercial hell) listlessly shopping for a million different bday presents and theyve got this mad crazy poor excuse for r and b music playing in the store. of course half the shoppers are middle aged moms and the other half are prudes like me. the song continues and eventually it gets past the point of sexual inuendo straight into the heavy breathing. heavy breathing leads to some moaning, pretty soon all the shopppers are avoiding eye contact and wondering why the hell it is neccesary to keep the "background music" so loud. before we know it, our female superstar is wailing her way through talking about her man inside her and yelling her name. shoppers quickly shuffle through racks, is it hot in here?

the shoppers leave the store secretly turned on and ashamed at feeling this way.

this is what retail hell can do to u.

dont let this happen.

request elevator music, its better for the soul.