This weekend, I had a guy who wanted my attention and began talking to me. However, I would have to say that I was not flattered when he asked if my nose ring was a booger. When I told him I had sparkly snot, apparently the humor was lost on him.
My cousin said, "I have a hard time telling the difference between The Dixie Chicks and Destiny's Child." Because "Earl Had to Die" and "Bootylicious" do have a similar feel.
We watched more cat videos online (which is like a bad disease) and my dad did his Pit Bull impression (the rapper, not the dog) and we discussed whether there was hemp in Snoop Lion's (the artist formerly known as Snoop Dogg) new kids' book. And then we made lots of references to drugs. Somehow, everything can seem like it is a reference to substance-induced euphoria when you really look.
Me: "Dad, when did Paul Harvey die?"
Dad: "When he stopped breathing."
Me: "Who needs drugs when you have Dad?"
Dad: "A natural roofie."
And the weekend isn't over yet folks.
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