O fellow sufferers, you know who you are. When a King Diamond or Mercyful Fate record is playing, you know all the words (or at least you know the words of the non-high-pitched notes) and you feel INFERNALLY COMPELLED to sing along. That is truly, the Curse of the Pharaohs. My brother just returned from his work to me screaming "AAAAAaaaaAAAaaAAAA ..AND BECOME, LUCIFER'S CHIIIIIioh hi brother, how was work?".
Also I've learned to never listen to Mercyful Fate while having sex because I am striken by my affliction even then and it doesn't bode well to go on about molesting corpses while in an amorous configuration.
This is a thread for coming out. It is fine. You're amongst friends and fellow sufferers. Share your embarrassing stories borne of just being unable to not sing along with King Diamond here, let it all out.
At least we're not suffering from something even more embarrassing like Geoff Tate disease.