I just finished a brief convo with my Dad. We were discussing American Idol last night. Now that television has re-entered my life, I am consumed with watching meaningless TV. I liked the guy who sang "Walk the Line." Dad liked someone else - I tried to quickly forget his bad pick. Yup, I am an American Idol snob.
The conversation progressed to songs we had playing in our head. I could not seem to get "Ring of Fire" out of mine. Dad was replaying "Its Hard Out Here for a Pimp" in his head. I could see him dancing in his chair in his office... to "Its Hard Out Here for a Pimp." Oh, how I love my father.
The conversation progressed to songs we had playing in our head. I could not seem to get "Ring of Fire" out of mine. Dad was replaying "Its Hard Out Here for a Pimp" in his head. I could see him dancing in his chair in his office... to "Its Hard Out Here for a Pimp." Oh, how I love my father.
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