Dennis pontificated about the fact that radio stations in coastal towns always play some sort of "lite" jazz.
Dennis: Nothing threatening: No drums, no guitar riffs, just a homogenized mixture of non-threatening musical instruments.
Heather: Soft music that feels good.
Dennis: Radio stations with call signs like KOST.
Dennis: Or KLITE. *starts laughing*
Heather: What?
Dennis: Say it out loud.
Heather: K lit... OMG!!
Dennis: Do you think Percy Sledge was the brother of Sister Sledge? Just wonderin'.
Dennis: Why is it called "Sit n' Sleep"? Shouldn't it be called "Lay and Sleep"?
Heather: I think maybe the store sells chairs and beds.
Dennis: Oh, I see. I assumed it was just a bed store. Are you sure they sell chairs?
Dennis: ♪ Oye como va, give me taco sauce for my burrito ♪ How come they have taco sauce? They don't have burrito sauce. Can you put taco sauce on a burrito? It's not the same.
Heather: They should have a computer type place and call it "Nerdstroms".
Dennis: I like that.
Heather: Does laying pipe mean pooping or having sex.
Dennis: I thought it meant having sex. Are you going to record that?
Why yes, yes I am.
"Nothing threatening: No drums, no guitar rifs, just a homogenized mixture of non-threatening musical instruments"- I've never heard that style of music described better. He only left out one important adjective: annoying.
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ReplyDelete<span>LOL Aimee, don't you hate that? It happens to me all the time. It's not the relaxation factor that makes it so awful, but the complete lack of emotion in some of these tunes. It's like watching a politically correct version of your favorite film.</span>
ReplyDeletelol you know "recording" converstations in the car might be an amusing thing for us to do. Once we had to pull over we laughed so hard about something, darned if I remember what it was now though.
ReplyDeleteOMG - if Nate and I recorded our conversation in the car, it would be one endless recording of NOTHING.
ReplyDeleteAt least your husband talks to you in the car. If I didn't talk to myself, I'd be bored out of my mind.
BTW - I see this comment system on a lot of blogs - can you tell me what it is? Is it native to blogspot?
ReplyDeleteIt can also be used on WP. It's JS-Kit. I like to use it because I like to notify commenters via email of follow-up comments.
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Only on car trips, Andy! Only on car trips! He actually has a "cone of silence". When I start talking too much (aka talking at all) he puts his finger down and makes the sound of a window going up. My husband is a rare talker as well, but when he sprouts off he comes up with some real gems. I started carrying a mini recorder in my purse so I could jot down all those little ideas you get that you're sure you'll remember but never do. I don't use it nearly often enough.
ReplyDeleteSee? See? You think you'll remember but unless you tell the story a time or two these things tend to disappear. It happened enough that I couldn't take it anymore.
ReplyDeleteBetter than KUNT, tho?
ReplyDeleteoh yay ko mo va!
Sounds like you are good friends with your husband, what a blessing to share in laughter together.
Oh, and yes - laying pipe, having sex for sure. But the pooping I can see too.
Oh dear God! My face is a big "O" right now!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the vote on laying pipe. How about dropping anchor? I think that's pooping. Or spear-fishing, that may be about sex..
I have a no talking husband too. Even if my daughter asks a question, I have to answer. That is unless I throw a fit and yell at him to talk already.
ReplyDeleteBTW, I was wondering where you were. Glad you had a good trip.