Wednesday, April 24, 2013

I want a shoplifter, just like the shoplifter...

... that married my old man.

ADDED: Just noticing I got the lyrics wrong. Based on Meade singing it in response to the linked story. I should have written: that married dear old dad. In case you don't get the allusion. (Skip ahead to 1:18 if you lack patience for this kind of old-timey nonsense.)



AND: If the girl that married dear old dad was Ozzie's Harriet, you'd sing it like this:

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