Sunday, November 07, 2010

Music

My daughter likes to listen to country music -- that gene comes from my father, but skipped me -- so we were, on the way home from church. Some girl was enthusing about how wonderful it was that at the last show she did, some actor she really likes came out on stage. "So, did you sit on his lap?" the announcer asked. "Oh, yeah", the girl burbled. "And did you make out with him?" I turned it off. Didn't say anything to my daughter. Didn't have to.

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