Every Movement Needs an Anthem

Sometimes, only another man's words can express how you truly feel, like in the timeless love story of Cyrano de Bergerac, or like those G 'n' R / Bon Jovi mix tapes you made for that girl back in Grade 8, before she started avoiding you and snickering at you with her friends in the cafeteria.

Sadly, I can't compose symphonies at the drop of the hat, unlike certain well-coiffed vampires, but thanks to Hank Green, I don't need to. This song will instantly strike a chord with any man who is desperately competing with a fictional vampire for his woman's affections, and I hereby adopt it as the official Twilight Widower's anthem.



While I do not have cold, rock-hard flesh, and I am sometimes guilty of needing "a minute to be human," I do have other redeeming qualities. For example, I make a wicked Indian butter chicken. And, I never once heard of Edward Cullen doing the dishes.

I ask you, which is better?