So, I am hanging out on CT, listening to the playlist from my iPod, and I hear a song that triggers a memory.
The song is Fat Bottom Girls by Queen.
The memory goes a little like this.
He and I are in the car, driving somewhere. I'm in my late teens, and a bit of a smart ass (oh how things change right?). The aforementioned song comes on the radio.
Dad:"Ah, What a song."
Me:"It's an old one."
Dad:"Yeah, but I always get a kick out of hearing Freddie Mercury, an infamous homosexual, sing about big women."
Me:*with an overt aire of sarcasm* "You mean Freddie Mercury was GAY?!?!?"
Dad:*With a broken sarcasm detector*"Oh yeah! He was Gay as a three-dollar-bill."
Me:"Um... not to be argumentative, but I believe the expression is "Queer as a three-dollar-bill"."
Dad:"That's not very politically correct of you Ken, I'm surprised at you."
Forgive me if you don't see the humor in that memory... I just laugh now every time I hear that song.
Ken
