Sometimes an older relative tries to do you a huge favor, but you really wish they wouldn’t.
Reminds me of one of those old Kermit Shafer radio bloopers. A Grandpa Jones-style DJ was announcing the next tune, a real country classic:
“And now, ‘There’s An Empty Bunk In the Cathouse Tonight’…I mean, ‘There’s An Empty Cot In the Bunkhouse Tonight’.”
Ha! Even in ‘86, it seemed like a bit of a quaint word.
Reminds me of one of those old Kermit Shafer radio bloopers. A Grandpa Jones-style DJ was announcing the next tune, a real country classic:
“And now, ‘There’s An Empty Bunk In the Cathouse Tonight’…I mean, ‘There’s An Empty Cot In the Bunkhouse Tonight’.”
Ha! Even in ‘86, it seemed like a bit of a quaint word.