OK, yoga doofi downstairs. You can stop chanting now. It's 12:25 a.m. Enough with the "NAH mah nee, mah nee ... NAH mah nee, mah nee ... NAH mah nee, mah nee ..."

And I swear every once in a while I hear "Must kill, momMY ... must kill, momMY ..."

HNY!

I'm glad I didn't make a resolution to stop hating them.