If you swapped cars with your husband for a day, slipped into the driver's seat, looked across to the passengers side and saw an unprofessional looking CD called, the Monogamy Waltz, what would you think?
If you turned on the car, the stereo came on, and said unprofessional CD was playing those monogamy waltz's, where would your mind go?
I scanned the package. No names I recognized. No reasons. Nothing.
What is going on with my husband?
This feels two steos awat from the promise keepers.
I will keep you posted...
December 10
8 years ago
1 comment:
Hilaryous. In my case I'd file it near the Latvian folk songs, Neapolitan lullabies and Tibetan chants and try to remember not to play them at a dinner party.
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