The following is copied and pasted from LOD (Visit him, he's funny!):
Because that's how we get to be parents in the first place
I got the glimmer for this list as I was reading #10 to Robert the other night. After a little trolling, I found an incomplete list of children's book titles that can also be used as pick-up lines:
10. There's A Wocket In My Pocket! (obviously)
9. Chicka Chicka Boom Boom
8. Hop On Pop
7. My Truck Is Stuck!
6. Have You Seen My Duckling?
5. Where's Weenie?
4. What Do You Do With A Tail Like This?
3. Everyone Poops (fetishists only)
2. May I Bring A Friend?
1. Guess How Much I Love You
15 comments:
hilarious!
this reminds me of children's bppks that never made it
http://www.goyk.com/text.asp?id=163
my fav from your list - hop on pop.
my fav from the other list (revised): mommy drinks because you cry
that'd be bOOks. damn onehanded typing!
"Hop on Pop" sounds like married sex to me!
where's weenie? is more like it, carolyn!
I *always* felt funny about Chicka Chicka Boom Boom. Am I the only person disturbed enough to remember that Daddy Dewdrop song from the early 70s? "Chick a boom, chick a boom, don't you just love it?" ICK!
Babelbabe, you made me laugh out loud. (cackle actually)
There's a poster at A's school for a book called "The Pigeon Finds a Hot Dog." Guess that wouldn't be a pick-up line though, perhaps a request?
Completely OT here: what do you do when your family freely comments at your blog, to the extent that you're embarrassed just like you were in 5th grade in front of the cool kids? And you feel so crummy and small for being embarrassed, but if your father -- who *just* got a computer and has only just discovered the internet -- is causing people to think he doesn't know how to spell -- writes one more stupid thing, you'll scream? And it's not like your blog is a Pulitzer prize winner or anything. This is all, uh, hypothetical, of course. Hypothetically, what does one do? Other than grit one's teeth and take advantage of someone else's blog that their family *doesn't* know about and rant there? (Sorry, sorry...)
P.S. Who's Daddy Dewdrop?
There's a reason why my family does not know the address of my blog.
-J.
yeah, no one in the family (and only a very few local friends) know my blog address, esp. not my husband or in-laws.
Gina knows all my secrets anyway so she's no danger : )
start a new blog???
The novelty will wear off eventually and your hypothetical father's comments will become less often and less stupid.
Voice of hyptothetical experience here!
Those titles were really funny -- Hop on Pop and Where's Weenie were my favorites.
I thought I was the only person who wouldn't tell their family members the address of my blog -- I guess not. :) In fact, I never told my family I have one.
Daddy Dewdrop must have been a one-hit-wonder kinds guy back in the 70s. The 45 of "Chick a Boom" is still at my parents' house, somewhere. It got there because I have an aunt who is seven years older than me who was spoiled with pocket money and rolling in 45s. I idolized her and inherited many of her tossed off records.
Thanks to her, I know all the words to You Light Up My Life, The Night Chicago Died, Seasons in the Sun, and myriad other super hits from the 70s.
And I dont know about the rest of you, but this blog is one place where I know I'm safe from my family. If they knew about it (aside from my sister, that is), I'd really have to start a new blog and escape.
That said, though, Peg, I think Carloyn is right--the novelty will wear off, and your hypothetical family members will get bored. And we'll continue to think you're cool no matter what.
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