Post by theboyinadress on Aug 22, 2015 14:15:35 GMT -6
After visiting our son in the beautiful rural setting of his new apartment and enjoying a lovely meal, I've arrived home (After 9.00pm) after facing a down a major diversion and still-ongoing thunderstorm.
Boy In A Dress stayed at home and I was surprised when we got here to discover him trembling on the veranda of his little shed reciting some-sort of poem with foul-language sprinkled among it. Everytime a streak of lightning scarred the sky, he set off with his very rude ode. I left him to it after he explained he learnt it from a movie he assured me was called 'Ted'
How a filthy-worded song about a thunderstorm ended up in a movie -I assume that was about President Roosevelt, I have no idea.