Like a G6

Brother: "What's that really repetitive, annoying song called?"

Me: "Um. I don't know."

Brother: "It's got something to do with drinking. Getting drunk."

Me: "Ahhhummm...."

Brother: "It's got like a Q in it. Oh, or a 6."

Me: "Oh! Like a G6. Wait...how did you get Q out of that?!" 

I really do love my family.