S-P-A-M Don't you know it's my best friend
"So go and forget your O-S-C-A-R
There's one meat by-product that's best by far
It's
S-P-A-M
Don't you know it's my best friend
S-P-A-M
Again and again and again and again"
Today I'm wearing my lovely Spam t-shirt that Lars sent me for Valentine's day.
I figured it was appropriate to speak of Spam and how it pertains to me.
Well kids you see everyone back home calls me Spam. Everyone. Most of my teachers at school called me that. My father even calls me Spam. This shirt makes me miss that. I guess it is just different. I mean when most of the people you know call you one thing for like 6 years and suddenly it just stops. My friends at home still call me that.
I have never had Spam. I have been given cans of Spam for gifts randomly, but those always went to the food pantry.
I own a long sleeve Spam shirt, this t-shirt, a calender, a puzzle, and something else I am pretty sure. I had a Spam mug for awhile, but it came to a tragic end smashing into the kitchen floor.
No one really remembers why I am called Spam, some how Tam morphed into Spam over the years (I have had some of the oddest nicknames possible, I was called Lucy for 2 or 3 years) and well it stuck.
Pretty much this shirt makes me miss my friends, it makes me miss being called Spam. The song I'm listening to makes me miss it too. Lars would call me and leave me messages of him singing this or the Monty Python Spam song. It always made me smile.
Well I guess the lyrics don't really fit perfectly seeing as how Spam is not my best friend it is me, but well I am people's best friend so it works.
So there is the explanation of me and Spam.
There's one meat by-product that's best by far
It's
S-P-A-M
Don't you know it's my best friend
S-P-A-M
Again and again and again and again"
Today I'm wearing my lovely Spam t-shirt that Lars sent me for Valentine's day.
I figured it was appropriate to speak of Spam and how it pertains to me.
Well kids you see everyone back home calls me Spam. Everyone. Most of my teachers at school called me that. My father even calls me Spam. This shirt makes me miss that. I guess it is just different. I mean when most of the people you know call you one thing for like 6 years and suddenly it just stops. My friends at home still call me that.
I have never had Spam. I have been given cans of Spam for gifts randomly, but those always went to the food pantry.
I own a long sleeve Spam shirt, this t-shirt, a calender, a puzzle, and something else I am pretty sure. I had a Spam mug for awhile, but it came to a tragic end smashing into the kitchen floor.
No one really remembers why I am called Spam, some how Tam morphed into Spam over the years (I have had some of the oddest nicknames possible, I was called Lucy for 2 or 3 years) and well it stuck.
Pretty much this shirt makes me miss my friends, it makes me miss being called Spam. The song I'm listening to makes me miss it too. Lars would call me and leave me messages of him singing this or the Monty Python Spam song. It always made me smile.
Well I guess the lyrics don't really fit perfectly seeing as how Spam is not my best friend it is me, but well I am people's best friend so it works.
So there is the explanation of me and Spam.