Heather just called me and opened with "This is your fault."
She then informed me that Dale is marching about the house saying "Spam egg sausage and Spam. Spam Spam baked beans and Spam."
Et cetera.
I called him to the phone and instructed him to sing "Lovely Spam/Wonderful Spam!"
He complied.
Blame the bloody Vikings, not me.
A middle-aged husband, father, bibliophile and history enthusiast commenting to no one in particular.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
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