I remember being a little girl, watching the Miss America pageant, and someone - Bob Barker ? - sang this song as the women paraded by. For some reason it was SO funny that I laughed hysterically with my sister such that my stomach hurt. As well as my face. [it's killin' me, har har]
Think about the song. Must have been written by a man. Slip out the back, Jack. Make a new plan, Stan. Hop on the bus, Gus, don't need to discuss much, just drop off the key, Lee, and set yourself free.
That's crap. Very tempting, but crap. Of course, if someone is psychotic and going to come after you with a knife or something if you tell them you are leaving, well, then it's not crap. But otherwise it is.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment