Yet another reminder of why I should be so thankful I do not wake up every morning having to go to work for soul-sucking places like B of A.

Yo Dawg that was keepin' it real - props to the band.

Dude you're going to Holleywood!

Words cannot express how ill this song makes me feel.

My scrotum literally has receded and curled up into my chest cavity.

U2 front man Bono must be experiencing involuntary projectile vomiting and yet has no idea why.

When the crowd got up and applauded, I knew that this must be was one of the seven signs of the coming apocalypse. If I was an Islamic cleric, I would have no choice but to issue a fatwa.

Where is the encore though? Why stop with U2? I am sure there must be new Bank of America versions of songs like John Lennon’s Imagine or Francis Scott Key’s God Bless America.

My only question is will this be on the B. O. A. Christmas CD? And will there be any additional fees as a result of the U2 lawsuit?

Sigh, B