The other night we were hanging out in our room, Rauland giving Lenny her bottle, me watching.  I began singing "Linger" by the Cranberries.  It's one of those songs that plants itself into your head and anchors there.
"You know I'm such a fool for you.
You got me wrapped around your finge-e-e-e-e-r.
Do you have to let it linger?
Do you have to - Do you have to - Do you have to let it linger?"

Being the classy and mature man that Rauland is, he started giggling - you know, in a manly way, of course.  I got quiet, anticipating that he was going to mumble something to himself, and I wanted in on his joke.

"That song is funny. It sounds like they're holding hands and then he farts or something."

And there you have it, just one more glimpse into the mind of Rauland.


Carly said...

BAHAHAHA!!! Oh Raul.

trish said...

hahahahahaha, that is HILARIOUS! And just to warn you my husband it probably almost 10 years older and he still says stuff like that, so get used to it :)