Quickie post tonight 'cuz I'm working on Mr. Z's "Guanaco Land" song. Looks like it's going to have a 12-string Byrds kinda thing going on. We'll see.
So, I brought him down to the basement after dinner to double his voice on the chorus part of the song, and I forgot that I had one of my IM windows open on-screen. One co-worker sent me this link for the "Brief Safe," a covert and burglar-proof stash to hide your "Brownjamins":
[click here for a full desCRAPtion]
So, of course, I had to IM the link to A, at work, as she's the one most likely to be repulsed by such an image. She IM'd back:
A: I just bought two.
So I typed:
ME: I could've had Mr. Z make you some for free!
Har-har, wacky office fun.
Cut to tonight, and Mr. Z saw the above conversation in the IM window smack-dab in the middle of my monitor. He said:
Mr. Z: Hey! What could I have made for free?
ME: Oh, nothing. [supressed laughter]
Mr. Z: WHAT? TELL ME?!
ME: [blowing snot out of my nose] Seriously, nothing. It's not about you.
Well, he refused to sing until I told him, so, I told him.
ME: Well, there's this fake underwear with fake poop skidmarks on it for people to store their valuables. It's kinda like a safe... with poop on it. So burglars wouldn't touch it... because of the poop... unless that's the kind of thing they're into stealing... because some people like--oh, forget it. Anyway, I sent a picture of it to someone at work, and then I said that, if they liked it, I could send them a couple pairs of your underwear instead.
Mr. Z: Ha! That's hilarious! Good one!
Then he recorded his part, as promised. Though I have to say, the boy has never really had any skidderinos on his undies. Of all kids, I'd think he would, but they're wipeout-free. Which is good, 'cuz I don't think I could handle a kid who leaves shitsidue on his napsters.
Anywhich... back to the song.