Wednesday, April 04, 2007

sing, sing a song

Sometimes I just enjoy being evil. We were watching a sitcom today and the chick was pissed because the guy didn't remember "their song." I turned to Mr. G and said, "I'll bet you don't remember "our song," do you, honey?" Poor guy starts hemming and hawwing and worse yet, GUESSING. Finally I turned to him and said, "Relax, honey. We don't even *have* a song." BWAHAHAHA!

4 comments:

Mushy said...

We had a song called "Your Song" by Elton John. On the way back from parties, I used to sing to my wife as she drove us back home.

She would tell me how beautiful the song was...she really meant the song and not my singing!

BRUNO said...

Yeah, who needs some ol' song, when you have the ultimate prize---EACH OTHER!!!

My, wasn't that SWEET, now??? Must've been somethin' I FORGOT to take, today! I'll have to check, 'cause I prefer my normal, disgusting self! Ain't gonna let THIS happen again, if possible...!

*Goddess* said...

Does she still remember the song, Mushy?


Ok, Bruno, don't ever let that happen again!

Mushy said...

Oh yeah...she'll look over at me when we hear it and smile - I think she's happy someone is singing it in tune!