I've noticied this peculiar thing at work recently: Every time a good song comes on the radio at work, I feel like I need to get up and go pee.
I was listening to a 'Net radio station on my desk this morning, Johnny Cash's Folsom Prison Blues came on and my bladder cried for relief. Late yesterday, I needed to make water only after the first notes of Ben Folds rendition of Tiny Dancer came over the speakers. A non-stop playing of Ramsey Midwood's disc, Shootout at the OK Chinese Restaurant sent me to the can five times recently.
Keep in mind I never have to pee when I hear Christine Aguilera or old Hansen tapes. Is anyone else afflicted with this malady?
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