Your Awesomeness recently had a friend come up from Hollywood; this friend apparently has been in the movie business for years and was involved in Some B movie or maybe it was a sequel, I can’t remember and am too lazy to look it up.*
While the friend was up here my father, his buddies from the 70’s and the husband partied down like it was 1975. Calling to check up on the husband, a man got on the phone to berate me.
Drunk guy- (fake deep voice) Hi, this is the husband and I love you, sweetie
Me-Put my husband on the phone
DG-No, this is your husband and I want you to know that I am not (Belch) drinking or getting into trouble…
Me-Just put my God Damn husband on.
Later,your Awesomeness called me and left me a voicemail (at four am, which as Momma Mia would say ‘way past my bed time’) that was their musical stylings of Danny Boy, all of Danny Boy. Up until tonight I had thought that no one could butcher the song worse than my dear old Father. I was wrong.
While channel flipping I was exposed to the most horrific sound I have ever encountered. I have nothing against Alex Trebek, he is a bit of a silver fox I suppose, if you were into that sort of thing. He can’t pronounce some words, of course our former president couldn’t either. No, up until moments ago I had no ill will for Alex Trebek. Now? I’m not so sure.
Just try and not have nightmares of that tonight.
*I honestly have no idea if people actually know about this movie outside our family, just like My boyfriend Adam Beach