God damn it. I just had to — had to — click the play button. It sat there on the video, taunting me, and not wanting to be branded a pussy, I clicked on it. I clicked on the Ooga Chakka. And now my dreams will forever be haunted by its ghastliness.

And since I am a despicable person, I’m going to give you the option of clicking on it and hating yourself:

So go ahead. Click on the Ooga Chakka. Or are you a pussy? That’s what I thought.

JAB