If it's happened to you, you know what I'm talking about. If it hasn't, just wait. Someone's gonna send you a link to the Meg White sex tape, and you'll get all excited and click it and wait with baited breath, and then all of a sudden, Rick Astley is bouncing around your computer screen, singing his beloved hit, "Never Gonna Give You Up", and there's not a damn thing you can do about it. It's happened to me twice (I am not so smart), and somehow, the second time, I managed to have a quickie mouse finger and kill the sonofabitch.

So pretend you're Rick Astley in this situation. How can it possibly feel to be the focus of one of the most heinous internet annoyances after that asinine dancing baby? Rick sez: "I think it's just one of those odd things where something gets picked up and people run with it. But that's what's brilliant about the Internet." While other icons of the Material Decade reunite right and left, Rick's gonna lay low and stay out of the Ray-Bans. "Listen, I just think it's bizarre and funny. My main consideration is that my daughter doesn't get embarrassed about it."

I find this to be a huge relief. It is entirely possible that Mr. Astley could have also had these reactions:

1. "I'M A HUGE STAR!!! GO AWAY!!! I'LL CALL THE COPS! TINA TURNER'S GONNA RIP YOUR HEAD OFF ANY SECOND! MOMMMM!!!"

2. "Journalists get the Chokey. See you in hell."

3. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THE INTERNET!?"

Gosh, it's kind of boring when 80s pop stars grow up to be all sensible and shit. I feel like Rickrolling someone just out of spite.