“Hi. My name is Bob. And I approve this message”
This is the first bit of Magic by B.O.B and Rivers Cuomo (Weezer fame).
It’s also a bit of a funny way to start a blog, but as my mind does, it took me off on a tangent. Wouldn’t it be great if you could approve what people said? Like if you got really drunk and threw up in your handbag in a taxi (just hypothetically) wouldn’t it just be simply marvellous if you could pop in just at the second your friend was just about to regale the story to the man you were intending to marry (not that he knew it yet) and veto her conversation all together?
This magic power would save a lot of embarrassing things in my past. Like my sister would never have the chance to tell people that I once felt so ill I thought I might wee myself in my sleep and had therefore worked myself up so much I couldn’t actually doze off? Or my granny wouldn’t tell people of the time my sister announced to a group of adults that when she was older her chosen profession was a bugger. (The word her five year old self was looking for was entomologist). It would save the world from the awkward faux pas silence, and I think I would be doing a massive service.
again, thanks to Natalie Dee and the superpoop crew!!