The day my dad was born this song was #1 on the Billboard charts:
The day my mom was born a couple years later this song was #1 on the Billboard charts:
The day my wife was born this song was #1:
[Niiiice.]
And when I came along a couple years later:
[Of course.]
My oldest younger brother's #1:
My youngest younger brother's #1:
[HAHAHHAHAHAHA... sorry.]
And finally the #1 song on the day my daughter was born last year:
My immediate family comprises an outstanding cross-section of pop music. Throw in some cousins and aunts and uncles and we would probably have it all covered.The day my mom was born a couple years later this song was #1 on the Billboard charts:
The day my wife was born this song was #1:
[Niiiice.]
And when I came along a couple years later:
[Of course.]
My oldest younger brother's #1:
My youngest younger brother's #1:
[HAHAHHAHAHAHA... sorry.]
And finally the #1 song on the day my daughter was born last year:
Most of all this illustrates how severely our times and tastes have changed throughout the years, and why one generation thinks the next generation's music is crap.
Fun resource: http://www.joshhosler.biz/numberoneinhistory/SelectMonth.htm
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