My son saw an advertisement for a KISS concert and I made the comment that KISS had been around when I was his age and even longer than that. He squinted up at me, his face twisted in disbelief. "They're old guys?"
"Yep . . . really old guys."
"What are a bunch of old guys gonna sing about? Is their title song going to be Get Off My Lawn?"
One of our neighbors was in the store at the time of this conversation and we laughed at him. Encouraged, he titled the rest of the songs in the album. I wish I was as quick witted as this kid, but since I'm not, I'll content myself to share his wit:
Get Off My Lawn
My Walker's Broken
Dentures Really Bite
Wheelchair Races
Got a New Hip Today
Don't Slap my Bald Spot
WhipperSnapper Brats
My Achey Brakey Back
Turn Down That Radio!
Don't Rush Me; I Don't Walk That Fast
Published on October 05, 2010 14:59