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One man's hit song,

is another man's torture instrument.

So the terrorists are alone in a dark room and loud hip-hop music is blasted at them 24/7? We have a word for that here:

College.

And just think of the wealth of information we could have gotten had we played, oh, this song at 'em instead (iTunes link).

They'd have given up bin Laden, Jimmy Hoffa and the secret formula to Coke.

posted by Kevin Creighton @ 9:32 PM