Turned up the Bee Gees and rounded the corner. A man and his daughter were walking out of the woods.
They don’t need to hear my loud, crazy music, I thought, and as I wound around, I turned down the radio, looked at the two of them, then directly in front of me because suddenly that’s where their Lab was –- all happy and bouncy.
I slammed on the brakes. Panting, he went his merry way towards the pond, the man and his daughter following close behind.
“Sorry!” He said.
“That’s ok!” And I turned up Staying Alive again full blast.
They don’t need to hear my loud, crazy music, I thought, and as I wound around, I turned down the radio, looked at the two of them, then directly in front of me because suddenly that’s where their Lab was –- all happy and bouncy.
I slammed on the brakes. Panting, he went his merry way towards the pond, the man and his daughter following close behind.
“Sorry!” He said.
“That’s ok!” And I turned up Staying Alive again full blast.
Shoot that video into space. Aliens will need nothing more to figure us out.
Posted by: Larry Jones | February 11, 2013 at 10:05 PM
Oh, I think the aliens would want some Wild Cherry, too, Larry.
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | February 12, 2013 at 10:26 AM
Not that I wouldn't have been blaring Wild Cherry too if it had been on.
Posted by: blue girl | February 12, 2013 at 11:27 AM
Shoot that video into space.
Love that phrase.
Posted by: blue girl | February 12, 2013 at 11:27 AM
Maybe we can shoot the Bee Gees into space.
No, wait, that might be viewed as a hostile act.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | February 12, 2013 at 12:16 PM
Bee Gees in... SPACE!
Posted by: blue girl | February 12, 2013 at 03:42 PM
http://youtu.be/jfIHkwSzayE
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | February 12, 2013 at 04:15 PM
Remember when we used to wear our jackets with only one arm in the sleeve? Wait, I don't remember that.
Posted by: Brando | February 13, 2013 at 09:29 AM