D'Anne: I have to admit that I'm a Body Talk-era Robyn fan. I'm not really familiar with her older stuff. But looking around during the concert just about everyone there knew every word to every song.

Laura: Especially "Don't Fucking Tell Me What to Do." She lists off a litany of things that "are killing her" in that song. For instance, "My drinking is killing me/ My smoking is killing me/ My diet is killing me."

D'Anne: So it's pretty much America's new national anthem.

Laura: True. One of Robyn's tour shirts has "My _____ Is Killing Me" printed on it. Presumably the blank is included so you can use a sharpie and fill in your own answer.

D'Anne: Yours could say "My Face Is Killing Me."

Laura: You know we're twins, right?

D'Anne: I don't know about that. I mean, I've never seen the long-form birth certificate.

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