"Whatcha doin', Momma?"
"Oh, just messin' around with MySpace."
"MySpace?"
"Yeah. MySpace."
"Hmmm...MySpace...my...space..."
"Yes, it's my space. MySpace."
"But then if someone says 'MySpace' isn't it their space?"
"Who's on first?"
"Oh Momma, you're so funny. No one's on first. They're on your space."
I was born a semi-diva. I married a redneck. Through the magic of osmosis or just because of a serious lack of sophistication over the years I have found a balance of the two that make me who I am today. And then I write about it all, much to the chagrin of my mother.
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3 comments:
LOL, oh that is funny!
That's the "who's on first" for present day. Great one!
Myspazz hey??? LOL.... ahhh, Budd Abbot and Lou Costello, timeless humour, I just love it.
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