Well, since the Blues Brothers came up in conversation:
I could listen to that woman all day.
Well, since the Blues Brothers came up in conversation:
I could listen to that woman all day.
There are three kinds of people in the world: people who like Aretha Franklin, people who are wrong, and Commies.
(pause)
Huh. Was Tiny Toons always that weird, and I just didn’t notice it?
Moe Lane
PS: That strange and archaic device was known as a cassette tape player, by the way.
…was a parody after all. For those who don’t remember, DABA was Dating a Banker Anonymous, which purported to be the blog of a bunch of women who were having to deal with the horrors of being involved with men who suddenly weren’t rich. I mentioned it here and here, which is one reason why I’m bringing it up again now; there may be somebody who cares enough to appreciate the correction.
The other reason?
Aretha, of course.
Hey, I put up Donna Summer the last time. Fair’s fair.
Moe Lane
PS: Just in case she ever reads this: madam, my wife loved your hat.
Crossposted to RedState.