<p><strong>QOD</strong> - totally reminds me of the lyrics from Rappers Delight (FWIW, I say B as well)</p>
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<p><span style="font-size:11px;"><em>Have you weve went over a friend's house to eat<br>
And the food just ain't no good<br>
I mean the macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed<br>
and the chicken tastes like wood</em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:11px;"><em>So you try to play it off like you think you can<br>
By sayin' that you're full<br>
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite<br>
He ain't finished, uh-huh, that's bull."</em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:11px;"><em>So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie<br>
And you say that you already ate<br>
And your friend says, "Man, there's plenty of food!"<br>
So he piles some more on your plate</em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:11px;"><em>While the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts a dreamin'<br>
Of the moment it's time to leave<br>
And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rottin'<br>
Into something that looks like cheese</em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:11px;"><em>And you say, "That's it, I got to leave this place<br>
I don't care what these people think<br>
I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous<br>
with this ugly food that stinks!"</em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:11px;"><em>So you bust out the door while it's still closed<br>
Still sick from the food you ate<br>
And then you run to the store for quick relief<br>
From a bottle of Kaopectate</em></span></p>