[Memories] The Washing Machine
DO you remember Friday Night Videos? When I was in grade school, my brother, sister, and I would stay up late at night watching this show, and several times we would be introduced to music videos that we had never seen before.
One night David Lee Roth's "Jump" came on, and it was completely new for my brother and I. At one point, we completely misheard the lyrics, and BOTH of us somehow heard, "I went and kicked the washing machine / if you know what I mean."
I looked at my brother, and my brother at me, and before you knew it, we were in the utility room kicking my dad's avocado washing machine repeatedly, and loudly. Because somehow this course of action made sense. Come on, we were seven at the oldest! Anyways, this ended up waking my dad out of a dead sleep (since his bedroom was RIGHT next to the utility room), and he lammed his door open in a fury.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ASSHOLES DOING??" my dad yelled, the vein above his right eyebrow pulsing wildly. Of course we knew we were in deep shit at that point, and all we could do was quietly stutter.
"... but ... videos ... and David Lee Roth ... and the washing machine ..."
"FOR FUCK'S SAKE GO TO BED!!"
And from that point on, David Lee Roth will always remind me of my dad. :: laugh :: Why am I telling this now? Carl and I went to dinner, and "Jump" came on. I chuckled, and Carl asked what was so funny, and I relayed this tale of childhood stupidity to him. He was pretty damned amused by it ^o^
One night David Lee Roth's "Jump" came on, and it was completely new for my brother and I. At one point, we completely misheard the lyrics, and BOTH of us somehow heard, "I went and kicked the washing machine / if you know what I mean."
I looked at my brother, and my brother at me, and before you knew it, we were in the utility room kicking my dad's avocado washing machine repeatedly, and loudly. Because somehow this course of action made sense. Come on, we were seven at the oldest! Anyways, this ended up waking my dad out of a dead sleep (since his bedroom was RIGHT next to the utility room), and he lammed his door open in a fury.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ASSHOLES DOING??" my dad yelled, the vein above his right eyebrow pulsing wildly. Of course we knew we were in deep shit at that point, and all we could do was quietly stutter.
"... but ... videos ... and David Lee Roth ... and the washing machine ..."
"FOR FUCK'S SAKE GO TO BED!!"
And from that point on, David Lee Roth will always remind me of my dad. :: laugh :: Why am I telling this now? Carl and I went to dinner, and "Jump" came on. I chuckled, and Carl asked what was so funny, and I relayed this tale of childhood stupidity to him. He was pretty damned amused by it ^o^