Garth Brooks - Friends in Low Places

You ultimately decide on a classic Garth Brooks song and let the radio dial rest. It's insidious as it starts. At first you're just nodding your head. Next, you're singing along with a stupid grin on your face. Then you're belting out, 'where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away.' Your eyes are clenched. Your mouth is wide. You're living the song. Yes, it's about you. You have friends in low places. You...wait, what's that sound? You open your eyes just in time to see the cause of the interrupting noise. You seem to have drifted into the opposite lane and you're about to hit...

Oh noes, you has died.