We have to amuse ourselves while packing. The fumes from cardboard boxes can have seriously adverse affects to [sic] our mood.
As a diversion, we spontaneously extemporaneously catatonicalazically came up with some new lyrics to the song "You're every woman in the world to me" by the band Air Supply.
You're every cetacean* in the world to me,
You're my manatee,
You're Shamu's baby...
You're every cetacean in the world to me...
*cetacean-An aquatic mammal of the order Cetacea, including whales, porpoises and dolphins. (http://www.acsonline.org/factpack/glossary.html)
wow, those lyrics are snappy!
ReplyDeleteI used to really like Air Supply, but I've never heard of that song before...Where did you come up with it?
ReplyDeleteAnd about the Ann Arbor post, I didn't realize that it was a the back of a crazy guy in the photo...I thought it had something to do with the sign in the background. I agree that God probably didn't send the lunatic man...but who knows?
Tammie,
ReplyDeleteCome now, surely you've heard "You're Every Woman in the World to Me," right? We just made up a few new words to the tune.