Remember that song? The one you couldn't get out of your head and that you wished you had never heard?
For those of you who aren't quite sure what this song is about...hop on over to my blog and I'll explain it to you.
I'll warn you. It isn't pretty, but if you NEED to know the truth and you can stand it then go and be enlightened.
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oh m'gosh, now it's embedded in my brainpan.
I went, I read, I laughed my ass off!
If anyone plays Wang Chung on the juke box I'm throwing them out of this cafe.
I never realized I have a "brainpan." So that's what all the crap gets stuck in, my pan!!!
RC you're too damn funny friend. I just came from your blog and like Megan, LMAO.
Oh, and Bob, don't worry about the juke box, I think Cece's booked them to perform LIVE on your birthday!!!! (Hey buddy, when the hell's your birthday?)
;) XO Blottie
Hi Suz!
We don't need no stinkin' Wang Chung.
And no Connie Chung either!
*Cece walks in singing. "Across the nation around the world. Everybody have fun tonight. A celebration so grab a girl. Everybody Wang Chung tonight."
What? Ya'll don't like that song. But it's such a catchy tune.
*Music is blasting...walks in an knocks black sling backs off disco ball...grabs Leah, then Megan ("HI MEGAN!!!), then RC, then Cece (Sorry Bob, you ain't no chic!), and everyone starts Wang Chungin' on the disco floor.* Hopefully we won't be Wang Chuckin'. Who's been drinkin'? Step away from me please because I don't need that crap on my shoes or anywhere near my "brainpan."
Another woman not dancing with me... now there's a shock.
Okay, make room...Bob's in too!!! (And yes Bob, that's after stomping on my heart on your blog). I've learned a valuable lesson blogging. Forgiveness. Okay, birthday party's over...it's almost Easter. I know when the Easter bunny was born. Tuesday. Right?
Too funny. I had a feeling it was something like that, either that or these guys are amazing egotists that they would make up a song that makes absolutely no sense, with themselves in the title...
Now I can't get it out of my head. It reminds me of more carefree times, though.
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