I think “Afternoon Delight” must be the most insidious earworm in the history of modern American music, because ever since we watched Anchorman on DVD a few days ago, everyone in my family has had this song on repeat in our brains. Every now and then someone will wail out a line of it and then, sometimes, someone else will pick it up and run with it. More often, though, in the last day or so when someone busts out a line, all the rest of us are like, “Oh my God can you PLEASE STOP SINGING THAT SONG?!” and then the offender is all, “Sorry, it just slipped out!” and then we’re like, “Well, knock it off!” and then people are clutching heads and involuntarily humming the tune and stuff.
It’s constant. It wakes me from sleep. It pervades the other songs I’m listening to on the radio until the only thing I’m listening to is the sound of “Afternoon Delight” in my own head. It’s running through my head even as I type this.
Last night Jamie went on the internet and looked up the lyrics and printed them out, and then folded them up like a note and passed it to Sammi in the living room. She opened it and read it and cracked up laughing, and then started singing the damn song again. So Dad’s like ENOUGH ALREADY and we’re laughing and yelling and singing and it seriously just won’t go away.