This past Christmas someone gave me a cd. Not just any cd, but a Jessica Simpson Christmas album. For months it's been used as a coaster. I mean it's still in the shrink wrap and I'm afraid of what might be inside, so I hadn't planned on opening it. I just happened to pick it up for some reason, and this is what is on the back...
"Isn't it precious when the melody of a song can give memories life again? For me it's family sitting around the piano singing Christmas carols without he sound of a football game in the background. The smell of hot rolls and coconut cream pie. QVC jewelry in my stocking along with pecans, oranges and cinnamon candy. The sound of Nanny's voice encouraging everyone to eat more. Sleeping bags and pallets scattered from room to room, the reading of the birth of Jesus by Papa and Christmas prayers voiced with laced fingers of relatives. ReJOYCE is a Christmas prayer answered. In loving memory of Joyce Adams Simpson "Nanny." Merry Christmas and Thank You for your inspiration. Your memory lives in my melody."
Now while there are many many things about this statement that are odd to me, there's one sentence that makes me chuckle and vomit simultaneously. Guess which one it is. The first person with he correct answer wins a prize. What's the prize you ask? Knowing that while I eat my muffin I'm watching Britney Spears almost drop her baby. That sounded like a horrible disgusting dirty sentence. Oh well. Her response after almost dropping her baby is "this is why I need a gun." There ain't nothing quite as good as white trash.
"Isn't it precious when the melody of a song can give memories life again? For me it's family sitting around the piano singing Christmas carols without he sound of a football game in the background. The smell of hot rolls and coconut cream pie. QVC jewelry in my stocking along with pecans, oranges and cinnamon candy. The sound of Nanny's voice encouraging everyone to eat more. Sleeping bags and pallets scattered from room to room, the reading of the birth of Jesus by Papa and Christmas prayers voiced with laced fingers of relatives. ReJOYCE is a Christmas prayer answered. In loving memory of Joyce Adams Simpson "Nanny." Merry Christmas and Thank You for your inspiration. Your memory lives in my melody."
Now while there are many many things about this statement that are odd to me, there's one sentence that makes me chuckle and vomit simultaneously. Guess which one it is. The first person with he correct answer wins a prize. What's the prize you ask? Knowing that while I eat my muffin I'm watching Britney Spears almost drop her baby. That sounded like a horrible disgusting dirty sentence. Oh well. Her response after almost dropping her baby is "this is why I need a gun." There ain't nothing quite as good as white trash.
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I'm very disappointed that you haven't listened to that album yet. I thought it would be your most-played disc of the year!