…it is absolutely impossible for me to hear anywhere, spoken aloud, the words “What’s your name?” without mentally adding, “Who’s your daddy? Is he rich? Is he rich like me?”
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…it is absolutely impossible for me to hear anywhere, spoken aloud, the words “What’s your name?” without mentally adding, “Who’s your daddy? Is he rich? Is he rich like me?”
I hear “What’s your name,” and complete it with, li’l girl, what’s yo’ name. Apparently I consider myself a little girl. Hang on, my therapist is on the other line.
Great. I could live with the creepy 60s song virally infecting my brain, but Lynyrd Skynyrd? Considered yourself smacked upside the head.
You tell him, sister.
Yowch. Quite the left-hook you have there.
If you 4 continue writing about Daniel’s extended family you have to include some country music into it.
That would be Jim’s job, then.
Oh? I could have sworn those were Toby Keith lyrics you quoted. Do I have the wrong reference?
I was quoting from the old Zombies song. (You’re probably a lot younger than my “thirty-five.”)
Now THIS is an earworm that I can live with. And I would have thought that you were much to young to remember this. Maybe you heard it on a PBS fundraising show.
heh. I’m a very solid 36 myself, but never listened to / heard of the Zombies. The song you linked to I do know and love, just never knew who sang it I guess!
Every time I hear “Money” I think “its a hit don’t give me that too goody good bulls@#*”
and our receptionist’s name is ROXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXANNNNNNNNNNNNNNE
You’re a particularly cruel woman tonight.
(But you don’t have to put on the red light…put on the red light…put on the red light…)
You probably hear that in your head because I’m usually standing behind you and saying it.
“How long have you been standing there?!?”
I think this song is on a mix CD for my upcoming birthday party. I’m gonna have to get that out to get “in character.”