Today I was walking behind a guy who was singing along to his ipod. He could actually carry a tune, so I could actually tell that he was singing along to Def Leppard’s “Pour Some Sugar on Me.” At the time I was pretty sure these were not the actual lyrics from this 1987 song:

love is like a bomb baby, call and get it on/living like a lover with a red iphone

Now I’m quite sure because I looked it up on the Def Leppard site, which helpfully includes lyrics. Also, um, 1987.

This was not the same guy who was singing along to Night Ranger, “It’s been twenty-five years since I threw up on the rug/I had a bad reaction,” but maybe these guys could get together for karaoke. I managed to keep walking and not engage Def Leppard Guy in conversation, which was good, because I still feel slightly bad for almost falling on the floor laughing at Night Ranger Guy. I’m not certain whether Def Leppard Guy was old enough to know better, I was afraid if I got a better look at him I wouldn’t be able to keep it together. I suspect he was, though.