Back in college, my roommate McVay and I used to sing along to artists on the radio. Well, maybe not so much "along" but perhaps more "over the top of." We'd add in our own versions of the lyrics, hopefully either with intent in describing the current situation or in search of hilarious results.

We didn't adopt this habit out of any kind of discussed arrangement, but really just started and continued to do so out of sheer instinct. We found ourselves doing it around pretty much anybody, and strangely enough, instead of calling the authorities to lock us up, everyone just kind of started doing it, too.

Over the years we've created some auditory masterpieces, although we've had our fair share of failures as well. Maybe someday we'll start to document them other than a few we remember off hand.

Here's a rendition of the Wallflowers' "The Difference" detailing McVay's dietary regimen during college...

The only difference
That I see
Is you are exactly the same
As you used to be

...becomes...

The only breakfast
McVay eats
Is a Snickers
And a Pepsi

We also collaborated on this little ditty to the tune of the Foo Fighters' "I'll Stick Around"...

I thought I knew
All it took to bother you
Every word I said was true
That you'll see

...is masterfully transformed into...

I bet you blew
Half the guys I ever knew
And I bet you drank their spew
Naturally

We still engage in this on a regular basis, in fact it happens en masse at our weekly poker games. This interpretation of the Tokens' "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" is a treatise on playing the seven card game, Anaconda...

In the jungle
The mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight

...is better stated...

In your bunghole
Your tiny bunghole
The python creeps tonight

See?! Anaconda is a very treacherous and confrontational game. What else could that mean?

What needs to happen now is that we need to expand this venture into new realms and media. My wife and I already employ this with our five month old son, albeit with more "tasteful" lyrics, as he loves to hear our voices singing constantly. Our only other option would be an impersonation of Will Ferrell's character Buddy from "Elf" ("I'm sing-ing!").

But we've also discussed how this would easily work as a new game show. Get a host, a couple of celebrity judges, plop the contestant in front of a microphone, and start a selection from the ol' jukebox. C'mon, you know that Andy Dick is already willing to sign on.

It could also be taken to video games. In fact, with Rock Band, you don't even have to sing the correct lyrics, just the correct key! This game is practically begging for its adoption.

So now having read this, I dare you try this once, just once, and see if you can ever stop doing it.