Always A Fun Moment
I hate those times when you're driving into work and you find a good song on the radio. Then you start thinking about the day and how you're going to try to avoid felony contempt charges and you kind of zone out for awhile. After miraculously staying on the road anyway, because at this point your route to work has become muscle memory and you really could do it with your eyes closed, no matter what that spoil sport cop said, you snap back into awareness, realizing to your horror that you've been listening to Journey sing "Faithfully" for the last 2 minutes 14 seconds, and you don't even have a mullett.
posted by limpy99 at 8:55 AM
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on MANY on occassion I've scared the shit out of myself by realizing I'm almost home and do not remember MOST of the drive............
EEEK!
cool how that works tho......or else I'd probably be somewhere in Oregon by now :-D
Journey?????
Oh my gay god!
Sound familiar?
yikes, Limpy, you're way too young for that! Next thing y'know, you'll be singing along with supermarket muzak like the rest of us baby boomers.
It's a scray world as we age, ain't it.
LS, I'd rather be in Oregon than listening to Journey.
Tysgirl, it does sound familiar, but as I recall, you chose to listen to Maroon 5. I'm sure it was the meds though.
Lil Sis, that song is actually from about 8th grade for me. All the girls loved it. I liked The Clash. I didn't date much.
You say that as though listening to Journey sing "Faithfully" is a bad thing, and I'll admit that "Who's Cryin' Now" is a much better song... I was one of those girls, just in a different school in a different part of the country, and I NEVER had a mullet. And, Steve Perry is madly in love with me... I just haven't told him yet.
Well, he did write "Oh, Shari" for you didn't he?
i was right there with you until you got to the part about avoiding criminal contempt charges. i've never been criminally contemptuous, merely contemptuous.
isn't dissociation fun?
Driving on autopilot can have other disadvantages. I remember driving to a meeting with some of my staff. As I was driving back to my office—and thinking of the time wasted at that meeting—the street took me past the entrance to the expressway that I normally took to go home. Yep, I turned onto the ramp and only became aware of what I was doing when the three women in my car chorused “Where are we going now?”
uh-huh, it was the fever. Unfortunately the drugs are pretty lame and have no entertainment value.
LMAO.
It's better than hearing yourself singing to it really loudly as you look at the car of hotties next to you at the red light and you all have your windows down. Done that.
Dude.....that does suck.
Maybe you should try growing a mullett. That would be "bitchin'!!!"
DW, more than that disassociation rocks.
Nick, should've taken the three women home. What the hell right?
Tysgirl, unless you count vomiting when exposed to sunlight as fun. Then those meds are AWESOME!
Pixie, then I have been succesful.
Rat, I have never sung "Faithfully" in public, except in a Ralph Wiggum voice.
Pud, Dudette, I know.
LK, clearly, you're on drugs.
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