The Desk.

Since I just burned a ton of my mom's cd's onto my computer, putting me in the mood to make fun of current music, and because I've got nothing else to post, here's something a little bit different. Whenever Thomas played one of the four songs on his computer that I didn't tell him to download, I had to ask him the name of the band, so here's some of my responses to what he told me:

"Maroon 5? What, are they just reading crayons to get band names now?"

"Yellow Card? What, they're naming bands after soccer penalties now?"

"What the hell is an Avril Lavigne?"

"3 Doors Down? What, is that the band name or was the drummer looking for the john?"

"Good Charlotte? No, I hate Charlotte."

"Trapt? What, did they just toss out the Scrabble tiles and see what came up? You know that's how they name children in Latvia."

"Sum 41? Okay, now you're just making stuff up."

And my personal favorite:
"What the hell is a Hoobastank?"

And no, I really hadn't heard of any of these people until he told me what they were. But can you blame me? Did I really miss anything? Seriously though, I swear the boy didn't know music was recorded before 2002, which is sad because they stopped reording good music ten years earlier. I blame MTV. That's right, MTV is the reason my roommate is an idiot.