|  |  | I was sitting in Canadian Mike's room one evening, having a somewhat 
        intelligent conversation regarding music. I opened his large cd case, 
        and admired his collection, as he rambled on about North American bands. 
        "Hey, have you heard of that group No Doat?" Mike C. asked eagerly. I 
        mentally scanned through all the band names I knew. "No......" I replied, 
        still thinking about what he said. "Oh you never heard of No Doat? They're 
        really popular in the States," he said. I shook my head. Throughout the 
        rest of the evening, the name "No Doat" kept repeating itself in my head 
        - drowning the rest of Mike C's monologue on this mysterious band. My 
        head got tired, and I decided to go back to my room. As I walked down 
        the hall, I wondered who the hell "No Doat" was. "No Doat? No Doat?! Who 
        the hell is No Doat?" I wondered. "Hmm....must be an unknown Canadian 
        band or something." As I unlocked my door, I realized who he was talking 
        about. "Ooohhh.....I know who that is...." I said to myself with a smile. 
        "...no daaaoooowwwt.....! (No Doubt)".
 
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