Yesterday my husband Dennis and I decided to bite the bullet and drive up to our old rental and clean. We'd planned to do it on Wednesday, but the bullet presented itself and invited us to bite.The initial 10 minutes of the drive were like a death march. What's worse than returning to a former home to clean? Our dread was epic. Slumped and defeated, we made sidelong glances at each other that said we were blaming the other for our current predicament. And then we saw it. Aaaaaaaaaaa!! The In and Out burger sign on the corner of 1-10 and Ramon Road. Suddenly the van was careening off to the right and Dennis was yelling at a truck, "Are you going to turn or what, jackass?!?!?!?". And we were happy again.
Sitting in the drive-thru line behind fifteen or so cars, we settled in and tuned our attention to the radio which was unabashedly playing "Unskinny Bop".
In case you've never heard of said tune, "Unskinny Bop" is a Poison song, and probably the worst one (which is saying a lot). I realize that Poison has legions of rabid fans, none of which are Dennis or myself. After a long turn of groaning and making gag faces and feeling musically superior, we settled down to the business of analyzing the song. "But what does it mean?", I inquired. Eyebrows furled. We both leaned in a bit closer. If it weren't for the crooning and big hair smacking sounds you could have heard a pin drop. Then he said it. "Is it about having sex with fat girls?". And then it's quiet and he looks over at me. I said, "Why are you looking at me?!?". Nervous laughter ensued.
Then we pulled up to the window and it was clear it was time to pay the piper. Dennis wasn't sure if he brought his wallet so I said, "I have it if you don't have it", meaning atm card, to which he rightfully countered, "You have my wallet??". He found it and paid, and suddenly we are being told, "Here are some lap mats for you", and a smiling woman hands them to Dennis, who puts them both on my lap. I said, "Why did you do that? Is my lap so big it needs two lap mats?". He's been around long enough to know when there's not right answer and said, "I'm saying nothing".
The burgers were good. I think I still have onion breath, so watch out!
In and Out burger! Ahhhhhh! It's been 8 gosh darn years since I had one!I am pea green with envy girl!
ReplyDeleteA lap mat is a new one on me. Is that like, a big napkin?
ReplyDeleteNever seen an In & Out, thought it was a motel until I read past the title.
I've never heard that Poison Song...I do wonder what it means!!
ReplyDeleteYou and I seem to always being thinking on the same wavelength...I just posted today about what my husband says and what I actually hear!
In and Out is like the Holy Grail of Hamburgers. Only a lot easier to find (although you have to fight the endless lines).
ReplyDeleteDid you get the rental cleaned out?
ReplyDeleteNo snickering.... I used to love this song! Unskinny bop bop bop..all night and day... Golly I never thought about what the lyrics meant when I was a teenie...Ewwwwww..... Goly! All that bopping sounds very tiring.. Jeez, I'm old!
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