My principal called my mom, and Mom just asked if I did a good job. When I got home, I wasn't in trouble. She suggested I sing songs from Disney movies in the future. Mom was a singer, Dad was an artist. Nothing phased them.
My principal called my mom, and Mom just asked if I did a good job. When I got home, I wasn't in trouble. She suggested I sing songs from Disney movies in the future. Mom was a singer, Dad was an artist. Nothing phased them.
I was also told by my mom to stop singing Tom Lehrer songs on the playground during recess. Apparently National Brotherhood Week was not appropriate for an Orange County elementary school.
My sister had a similar experience at Kindergarten, but with a different spicy song in Spanish. Gloria Trevi’s “A La Madre”. The whole song is word play with “madre” meaning mother or nun but also used for cursing. My sister was going to a nun run school. You can guess how that went through!
I was little too when my folks played it. To this day every Christmas my refrain is “Hark the Herald Tribune Sings advertising wondrous things” And I can’t hear a reference to Oedipus without singing in my head “there once was a man named Oedipus Rex, you might have heard of his strange complex …”
Believe it's "odd complex." :-)
Can I please encourage you to seek out P.D.Q. Bach’s Oedipus Tex? Worth your time.
But my frieeeeeeeends just call me Ed!
My lord husband and I will sing-lament “my EYES! my EYES! Now what am I gonna do for eyyyyy-yeeeeeees‽” if the other turns on a light and blinds us.
That's hilarious, but my go-to quote for when that happens is from the "Auntie Mame" movie... "How can you SEE with all this LIGHT?!?"
*odd complex (that's the way I remember it . . .)
I'd rather marry a duck-billed platypus!
Tee hee.
I'm hearing "Fiddle with your wosawees" in my head right 😎
Or fazed them.