As earworms go, it's pervasive. Why exactly, I have Guns-N-Roses stuck in my head is a mystery. I've been driving around listening to the classical music station for months now, and yet, more often than not, when I get a song stuck in my head, it's good ole Axl Rose and the gang snarling and whining away.

Thing is, I wasn't even a Guns-N-Roses fan back in the day. Ah well, I've stopped questioning the way my impulses work. So, if you happen to see me randomly doing a lip curl and punching the air, you now know why.

You're welcome.

edited: WHAT THE HELL WAS UP WITH THOSE BIKE SHORTS, AXL? WHY GOD WHY?