Want To Ruin Whatever Sanity You Have Left?

Then I implore to buy your kid, roommate, boyfriend or co-workers the fabulous new video game Rock Band. The tap-tap of the drum pads, the squelching of wrong notes on the guitar and getting to hear the same songs over and over and over again (not to mention the “singing”, which I have fortunately yet to be subjected to), ranks on the scale of annoying somewhere between a leaf blower and having a pine sliver shoved up your dick hole.