You don't bring me flowers anymore. Bitch.
Have you ever seen a duet in a show where it is a guy and a girl and the guy has on a tux and he's gay and the girl has on a long sequined cocktail dress and they do a ballad like "You Don't Bring Me Flowers" or "Send In The Clowns" and they start at the opposite sides of the stage facing outward and slowly move toward each other until the end of the song when they are nose to nose singing and looking in each other's eyes bathed only in a blue spotlight dancing off the sequins of the dress and the sweat of the gay guy's forehead?Well, I have. About a hundred fucking times.
Reason number 782 why I am no longer a cruise ship musician.
posted by Nashville Knucklehead @ 5:08 PM
3 Comments:
I needed a laugh.
Thanks, Knuck.
And on days like this, when it had to be almost 200 degrees by the smoker, it's good to remember why the hard work of running a bbq joint is better than cruising around the Caribbean chasing tail.
I can't hear that song without thinking of Bob & Tom's (I'm pretty sure it was them) version of it, where it's Monica L and Bill C singing "You don't give me hummers....anymore".
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