Never Again.

One time I made my mom a CD of songs I thought she would like, with artists I thought she would like, who I am not necessarily in love with. One of the songs was a song by Michael Bublé.

Now every time that song pops up on my iPOD and I pass it, my mom goes, "What? You don't want to listen to it? It's your favorite guy."

And she totally means it too.