Rebecca Black burst into the American pop culture sewage pool with her ear delicious tune "Friday" about, um, a day of the week. This was bad news for our Crush Of The Day, Rebecca Black, a fitness model and cover girl for mags like Oxygen and Muscle and Fitness Hers. Her name will forever be associated with "7am, waking up in the morning. Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs. Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal." Ugh, that song is like tinnitus! It gets in the ear canal and doesn't stop until the sweet relief of chugging cleaning bleach dulls it (and everything else).

Poor, poor fitness model Rebecca. One reason we are crushing on her is she makes fitness seem super sexy. The other reason is because we always feel bad for people that share a name with a famous/infamous person. It must make common tasks like cashing a check, making dinner reservations or just introductions to strangers an annoyance on multiple levels.

Hostess: "Can I help you?"
Rebecca Black: "Yes, I made reservations. The name is Rebecca Black."
Hostess: "Like the singer?"
Rebecca Black: "Yes, like the singer."
Hostess: "Are you sure (giggle) your reservations aren't for Friday?"

Rebecca leaves the restaurant, but not before lighting it on fire, and killing the hostess and all those unlucky enough to be eating.

DMV worker: "Name on the license?"
Rebecca Black: "Rebecca Black."
DMV worker: "Like the woman that set all those people on fire?"

Take that other Rebecca Black. See how it feels?


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