Dictae of a New York City-ensconced worried gay.
"Hit Me Baby, One More Time" one more time.
Yes, fine, ironic acoustic covers of hit pop songs are so passé. But we still enjoy
, especially when packed with ironic we-are-so-fucking-into-it harmonies. Danke,
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