On this Friday, I am wearing this t-shirt that I’ve had for about 2 years, probably wore it a total of 5 times, and I just finally fully read what the whole thing says:
EXERCISE…EX…ER…CISE….EGGS…ARE…SIDE…. EGGS ARE SIDES… EGGS ARE SIDES….. FOR…BACON….BACON!!!!
I don’t sport shirts with things or sayings that I don’t believe in, or don’t know what it’s about, but I do remember it said something about bacon & exercise, and it was a dollar, so I was down. It wasn’t until somebody told me,” Hey, I’ve got that same shirt!” when I took a full look. I had the general gist, but at the time it seemed like a lot of words. I’m lazy like that sometimes.
And, on this Friday, when you’re the “familiar stranger,” it’s come to my slow, self absorbed head, that when people ask if you are doing anything for the weekend, it usually means they would love to tell you what they are doing for theirs.
And, on this Friday morning, I was patting Charley’s little rump, doing a little shimmy shake on the back hindquarters, all the while singing “Baby got Back”, by no other than Mr SIR-MIX-ALOT, and watching WWII HISTORY, when it hit me what an acquaintance (guy) years ago had said about somebody’s bigger.-than butt years ago. “Man, look at that Panzer booty!” I had no idea what he was talking about. I actually thought pansies, the flower, and I thought the comment was off, different. He was saying she had a pretty butt. But, this Friday, I realized he was announcing the fact she had a PANZER, as in WWI & WWII TANK BOOTY. I kinda giggled on that one. I’m gonna have to use that one some time. (In a kindness, of course!) LOOK AT THAT PANZER BOOTY!!!
Sometimes I’m dumbfounded how clueless I can be…..
**SIR MIX-A-LOT was inspired by Kraftwerk***. He’s from Seattle.***