Owen objects
I've had this phrase churning around my head on and off all evening, to wit: "Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man!"
It's a phrase pulled from a spoken word portion of a particularly obnoxious Frank Zappa song that deeply affected me as a boy.
The title of the song is not worth repeating.
Anyway, I was pooting around the house mindlessly when I blurted this phrase in front of Owen.
"BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS, MOTORCYCLE MAN!"
Owen, who was playing with his little plastic animals, looked up at me with reproach in his eyes, and said sternly: "You blow it out your ass, and DON'T CALL ME MOTORCYCLE MAN."
It's a phrase pulled from a spoken word portion of a particularly obnoxious Frank Zappa song that deeply affected me as a boy.
The title of the song is not worth repeating.
Anyway, I was pooting around the house mindlessly when I blurted this phrase in front of Owen.
"BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS, MOTORCYCLE MAN!"
Owen, who was playing with his little plastic animals, looked up at me with reproach in his eyes, and said sternly: "You blow it out your ass, and DON'T CALL ME MOTORCYCLE MAN."
Labels: Greg's Life As Nincompoop, The Moppets
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