Nic: By the way, on the trip with Annie I had my MP3 player on random and every now and then a really good song would play and I would turn up the music to listen to it. At one point Doombringer comes on so I crank it. Afterward she says “I liked that. Who was it?”
Richard: Who was it?
Richard: Who was it?
Nic: "Poop Shoot and the Scoopers"
Richard: Oh yeah? They played at my parents wedding.
Nic: They played at my Bar-Mitzvahs.
Richard: Which one?
Nic: The one that failed?
Richard: Ouch. How can you still listen to them?
Nic: It's wasn't their fault. Science is to blame...
...and, my Aunt Mildred...
Poor little Billy, he was never the same after that.
Richard: Wait... did they... *gasp* ...Billy?!
Nic: I'm surprised you don't remember. You were there the day they took him away. You remember how despondent he was.
Richard: I blacked that day out.
Nic: It was a dark day for all of us.
hahaha you said poop...
ReplyDeleteI thought it had less to do with the song choice and more to do with my jabbering
ReplyDeleteI had them play Doombringer at my funeral. It was quite a moving service. You should have been there.
ReplyDeleteWHY WEREN'T YOU THERE NIC?! WHY?!?!
Was it something I did?