Eh. My theory on guilty pleasures is that if you like it, then it's not a guilty pleasure. It's only a guilty pleasure if you don't really like it, but pretend you do for the sake of coolness/stereotype.
I don't have any "guilty pleasures" by you guys' standings, however... I mean, the stuff that's so incredibly catchy, like Maroon 5, god, it's better than having someone ass-rape my ears by screaming YEAHHHH for six minutes, but I still don't like it.
Ah yes, Green Day. Green Day, Green Day, Green Day. Why I cannot stand them:
1. they followed suit with the rest of the bands (the singers who aren't in bands don't do the whole black eyeliner poser goth emo whatever the hell they are thing, ever notice that?) and became a poser punk emo wtf band. 2. Boulevard of Broken Dreams. Need I say more? At that point, I'd rather have my ears ass-raped by YEAHHHH. At least that's relatively amusing.
3. A girl in my school wore a green day shirt. And as I was sitting across from her, I was stuck looking at it. They had the presidential eagle thing on that shirt. Okay. That eagle thing. IT. WAS. THE. RAMONES. LOGO. GET YOUR OWN LOGO, RETARDS!
Oh look... I found a bag of pistachios... this is my lucky day after all