Pure comedy is hearing your husband's late-night internet DJ shift interrupted by a shuffle play of "Muskrat Love."
On a BIKER internet radio channel.
I'd type more but I'm giggling too hard... and I really should go to bed.
(P.S. Himself wanted me to make sure to note to all four of my readers that once he realized what was on he played the "needle ripping across the record" sound, killed the song, and made several derrogatory comments about it. So here I am, letting it be known. Because I'm nice like that.)
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7 comments:
Bwahah!!! That is amazingly funny. I wish I could embarrass my husband a bit more but he actually told the guys at work about my blog so he would get harassed big time. I do threaten to blog about things that he does not want known and that helps keep him inline.
Yeah, I got a bit of a kick out of it :)
It helps that no one in this area of the blogosphere really knows my husband, so he's not overly worried about what my readers think.
Note, I said not OVERLY worried. Obviously he has some concerns as I had to add my P.S. Hee.
Okay, coming in to land...do you read me, do you read me.
Just because you made me laugh so hard and it's probably long overdue anyway (I'm an arse and way behinde on reading blogs,) consider yourself blogrolled.
Muskrat Love...heh.
You see? Typo central tonight?!
Bugger.
THERE you are, PA! Hee. And I'm always glad to amuse.
Oh blogrolled! I'm always up for the linky love. Works for me!
I typoed in more comments tonight already and I've only been home half an hour. Go figure.
"Linky love"...now there's a euphemism for you...now you know why I have a NC17 blog?
Heh... yeah, I know wherefrom your NC-17 comes. I'm shocked I don't have one at this point, considering that site's standards.
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