… and yet, I’m super-duper interested in this ABBA iPhone app! WAIT!!! DON’T SCROLL DOWN!! Look. I bust my ASS on this blog for you every fucking day, and I would think the least you can do is to hear me out on this, okay? THANK YOU.
Anyway, check out this new app called the ABBA Singbox, which is basically a mini-ABBA karaoke machine, where you can sing along with Frida and Agnetha, and then be harshly judged on your performance!
WAIT!!! DON’T SCROLL DOWN!!! Jesus. I can’t believe you’re not as psyched about this as I am. Tell you what: Watch this quick demo of the ABBA Singbox, and if you STILL don’t like it, I’ll happily keep all my future ABBA app opinions to myself, and go back to blogging solely about Justin Bieber. Plus this girl’s voice is sexy. (There’s something about the way Scandinavian women speak that sounds simultaneously alluring and retarded.)
Now doesn’t that sound super rad and awesome? And it can be yours for only $3, which considering the fun isn’t too expensive and… and… WAIT!!! WHERE ARE YOU… aw, screw it. Go ahead and scroll.
OMG BEST APP EVER. If I could even remotely tuck my nuts properly and sing in a glorious ABBA voice, I’d totally buy this.
BOUGHT-EN!
I approve. Mostly because the people using this app will be easy to spot and smack over the head.
“…simultaneously alluring and retarded.”
We learn more about your proclivities every day. Let’s just say you need your own private Kinsey report.
Will this app be available for the Android phones? If so, I must have it.
I mean, I’m not saying you’re weird or anything, but your favorite food is Krafft-Ebing Macaroni & Cheese.
I’m not impying that you’re a perv, but furries cross the street to avoid you. Max Mosley won’t return your phone calls. The bonobos are trying to disprove evolution.