You are at a wedding reception and they play the same songs over and over again...so bored out of your skull, half buzzed, your creative juices start flowing. The Romantics "What I Like About You" starts blaring so you grab a pen and your Vodka tonic and retreat to the corner and write the following:

What's There to Like About You?

What's there to like about you?
You keep me up all night
never gonna eat your twat
so look for someone else who might

Yuuuckkk....

Stop fucking the dog and get over here
I told you you're a bitch just get me a beer
...and fuck you

What's there to like about you?
What's there to like about you?