The "Turn Your Day Into A Musical" game.

This is the game where you take some mundane, routine aspects of your day and put them to music, thus making them seem meaningful, interesting, fun, and/or profound.


Ok, I'll start (sung to the tune of "Closing Time" by Semisonic, only with better lyrics):

Laundry Day,
Time to take your close out to the laundry mat down the street
Laundry Day,
There's a Taco Bell there so that you can get something to eat,
So grab your pajamas,
The ones that look like Gramma's
I hope there's a free machine,
Laundry Day,
Everything gets dirty and then everything washes clean

I know who I want to help me fold,
I know who I want to help me fold,
I know who I want to help me fold,
Help me foooOOOooooollllldddddd...

(your turn)

 

I'm bored, I'm bored,
Good lord I'm bored I'm bored,

2000 folks logged in tonight and not a fuckin' word

I wonder what they're doing,
I wonder who they're scre....hanging out with,

But whatever it might be,
It isn't posting, i can see,
And so I just can't help but be.....

I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored.

 

I think I'll go and have a smoke,
I'll log out for a minute,
I'll try out my new bamboo pipe,
I'll put tobacco in it,

When I return I'm sure this thread,
Will be 1000 pages,
Chock full of wit and brilliant rhymes,
A classic for the ages,

Ok so I'll see you then,
I'm out til I log in again,
And so I say to you my friend..

(...I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored)

 

Nah i'll pass my brother

 

I'll preface this by saying that I went from having no grandkids to having 5 in about a year's time. It happened like this: Son marries woman with daughter, then they have triplet daughters. Daughter has a son, nine months after his triplet cousins were born.
BAM!!! Instant Grandma!!!
And I sit with the little darlings every weekday.

Basket Case by Gram's Day [Green Day]

Do you have the time to listen to me whine
About how I became a Grandma all at once?

I am one of those melodramatic Grams
neurotic to the bone no doubt about it.

Sometimes I think my kids are creeps
because they tag-teamed on me

The grands keep adding up
I think I'm cracking up

Am I a Super-Gram
Or am I disturbed?


I think I need a drink
to drown out my screams

They're wrapped around my knees
bringing me down

I ran to the door
They knocked me on the floor

I could really use a night on the town!


Sometimes I think my kids are creeps
because they tag-teamed on me

The grands keep adding up
I think I'm cracking up

Am I a Super-Gram
Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah!

Gasping to control
I hope that I can hold on

Sometimes I think my kids are creeps
because they tag-teamed on me

The grands keep adding up
I think I'm cracking up

Am I a Super-Gram
Or am I disturbed?

 

(LOL! That was GREAT Aerianne. Wish I was able to give rep )

I got a post by Super-Gram,
Til now this thread just looked like spam,
With just me posting in here all alone,

But now it's gotten better,
Her children have upset her,
By suddenly producing lots of clones.

Don't worry Aerianne,
For now you're Super-Gram,
And I for one am sure that you're up to it,

I'm sure these ankle biters,
Won't be your kryptonite(ers)
Cuz they're little and they're easily subdued.

(chorus)

Duct tape, duct tape, the babysitters friend....

(cue the dancing rolls of duct tape)

 

LOL! You're very good at this!

 

Thanks Aerianne.

I just pretend life's a Dr. Suess story and suddenly everything rhymes (still doesn't make much sense though).

 

I had kind of gotten used to this kind of game once upon a time. I worked at my father's carpet installation company with all my brothers, my husband, and the other installers all substituting the word "rug" in every song that had the word "love" in it. That can get pretty funny. Like Robert Palmer - Addicted To Rug.

 

LOL! I can see all the possibilities there.

 

Yeah, and they sang alot of obscene lyrics in place of the regular lyrics. I catch myself doing that sometimes just in my head. Makes me giggle a little.

 

My life is an instrumental....

 

ronan keating? (for the brits and orish that one)

 

I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan too sexy for Milan
and non radioactive Japan

And Im too sexy for this thread