Originally Posted by Dr. Johnny Fever
I'm willing to bet your lovely wife liked some stupid shit music when you married her... and likely still does.
Had a HS GF who was rabid for Def Leppard, had one in college who went to her fainting couch every time the strains of REM were in the air. Neither situation deterred me from seeking the nappy dugout.
- I need Malcolm. You're too Martin. Know what they did to him, they killed him. . .
- Didn't they kill Malcolm too?
- No, no, no, they say that. But ain't nobody seen the body since the funeral.
- That's how funerals work.