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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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