I don't think that a song has grated on my nerves more this year than Justin and Timba's Sexyback. Every time I hear it i'm forced to cowering in a fetal position, as I mentally struggle to make some sense out of the utter chaos my ears are being assaulted with.

It feels like there's thousands upon thousands of mini winged demon monkeys poking my brain with their tiny white hot pitchforks in time with the Timbaland produced beat.

Punctuated with the distorted and not so sweet sounds of Mister Timberlake's musings on how he's "bringin' sexy back"...Sexyback has become the song that I most fear, if  I should go to hell when I die, being forced to listen to continuously...non-stop.... for all eternity.

Justin I can't speak on your mission to bring sexy back. I had not been informed that sexy was gone in the first place. However, as far as you and Timba bringing bad music back...well as President Bush once remarked...."Mission Accomplished."