So "The Man" and I were sharing a rather uneventful boring Friday night when he did the unimaginable. Now, I know about his love of 80's soft rock, but he really out did himself this time. He broke out into "All Out of Love" by Air Supply. He wasn't prompted. There was no gun to his head. I was flabbergasted. Now, I have been known to sing along to Hall and Oats, get down with Huey Louis and the News, even cut a rug to some Billy Joel, but Air Supply? Air Supply, maybe the cheesiest most sappy 80's band of all time. I draw the line at Air Supply.
I mean ya think ya know someone and then they do something that makes you wonder "Who the hell are you and what have you done to my relatively sane husband?"
Him- *Belting out Air Supply at the top of his lungs*
Me- "Are you kidding me?"
Him- "Oh come on! Everyone loves Air Supply!"
Me- "Are you kidding me?"
Him- "This is some classic music right here!"
Me- "If you say so...." *turn my head and roll my eyes*
Now if you actually like Air Supply. I'm sorry. No really, I'm sorry. You are entitled to your crappy music taste as much as "The Man" is, just leave me out of it.
0 comments:
Posting Komentar