I remember back when I was a pacool kid, I avoided getting rickrolled like plague. I don't like the idea of falling for a trick where I end up watching a video of a little white guy with a big black voice and his terrible dancing. But now? I seek it out and willingly rickroll myself to enjoy the whole three minutes and thirty-three seconds breather before heading back to being sucked into an endless spiral of mindless social media scrolling.
I do hope that one day I'll be in Hawaii watching Jack Johnson perform live and Rick Astley would just show up rickrolling everyone. I know seeing the two of them together sounds too out of this world, but a fan can dream. Being part of the best meme in history by getting rickrolled by Rick Astley himself is a life achievement you never knew you wanted.
But you know what I find better than that? Jan, rickrolling me since day one.
Happy 2nd wedding anniversary, my constant rickroller! And thank you for ALWAYS doing the dishes and the laundry.
Gawd. I love being married to you! 😍😍😍
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