Bob and the Song
Bob signed on a few minutes ago, and I decided now was the time to strike. I called him, and im'd him at the same time, so he would pick up.

TheScully: Its not going to stop Bob.
RealLifeBob: Hello?
RealLifeTheScully: Listen to this song, alright, its three minutes.
RealLifeBob: Fine.
(Song plays through about 2 minutes and 30 seconds.)
RealLifeTheScully: Well, whaddya think?
RealLifeBob: I think you just wasted 3 minutes of my life, and I want them back. You owe me three minutes. I'm hanging up now.
(Click)
TheScully: You know if you weren't forced to listen to it, you would've liked it.
OnlineBob: No, not really.
TheScully: Whatever Bob, whatever.

In summation, Bob's taste in music is good, but he's being a snooty punk because I made him listen to it.

Haiku Form:
Amy Studt, Bob
Is wrong. Woohoo! Your song rocks,
Just a Little Girl