Tonight a commercial for the Jeff Bridges movie Crazy Heart came on. (Totally want to see, btw.)
There was singing. It was, of course, country.
And like a dog howling uncontrollably in response to a passing ambulance, MP broke out into an exaggerated tune of her own, emphasizing just the right amount of twang.
There used to be a woah-man
That I loved
But she hated me
And popped my eye out
Now I have one.
I was laughing too hard to write down the lyrics to the next song, but I CAN report, it involved two boys in love who couldn’t get married because it was against the law.
Oh, and sidenote? Tonight, for the first time, she asked where babies came from. Which took me completely off guard, but by the time “Weeelll …” came out of my mouth, she’d forgotten her question and was on to something else.