The Red Man is overcome with shame by the nocturnal activities of the old woman Slow and Pretty last night. Sweet Lady Gaga – not THOSE activities – I wish. No, I’m afraid to say that once again, the two were singing at the top of their lungs at midnight when Spike and Tennis Ball Obsessed Chelsea and moi were just trying to catch a few zzzz’s with them in the king-sized bed before Football Saturday.
We can kinda cut Slow a break since she had a couple of Bourbons out at Uncle Dick and Uncle Curtis’s farm earlier in the evening when the lesbians visited the gays for dinner which is always much more successful than the other way around. The gays cook great meals and have plenty of adult beverages for imbibers of which Pretty is not one so Slow tries to make up for her.
So Pretty really has no excuse for her Midnight Music Mania.
Eat your heart out, Sammy Hagar. These two Could give you a run for your money with your Fire Fighting Song, but as usual – they can’t remember any words to any song so all we heard was:
My Baby’s on Fire-yahhhhhh! She’s on Fire-yahhhhhh!! followed by hysterical laughing and asking each other what the next words were followed by the repeat of My Baby’s on Fire-yahhhhhh!!
They couldn’t even come up with She takes me high-errrrr or Let it burn. Pathetic.
And what started this bawdy behavior…
Simply put – one word. Minnowpaws. Who knew fish had paws?
Get me outta here Percy – the Cocks are about to kick off and I’m missing College Game Day. Catch ya later Sports Fans.
Red's Rants and Raves 
minnowpaws….I love it!
LikeLike
Ha! Glad you liked it!! 🙂
LikeLike
In my experiences, the gays throw the best parties ever. You can’t beat great music and food AND football weekend.
LikeLike
Absolutely correct – it’s a Banner Weekend – IF the Cocks and Horns win!!! 🙂
LikeLike
sounds pretty normal for those girls if you ask me.
LikeLike
Sadly true, MM. 🙂
LikeLike
Red Man, probably best to move swiftly on after this… 😀
LikeLike
Yes, point taken…moving on to football games quickly…:)
LikeLike
Oh, dear! Ma did some serious choking on her Diet Coke over the visual of this. Let’s hope the girls settled down enough for the 4-pawed folk to get some well needed sleep. I’ll tell you Red, it’s a frightening thing when the humans start that singing stuff. Next they’ll take up howling at the moon. Ooooo …. ^..^
Love,
Your Poppy Seed and Cassie Potatoes (who is sitting on Ma’s right hand and making it hard for her to type for me!!!)
LikeLike
Yes, it was a frightening night all the way around, girls…that’s for sure!! Once those two get started, there’s no stopping ’em. Howling at the moon wouldn’t surprise any of us!! 🙂
Paw snaps and twirls to The Red Man’s favorite girls!!
LikeLike
You crack me up, Red Man. Mommy completely forgot that she saw this post while in New Orleans, read it to my daddy while they were in an elevator, and died laughing (well, not literally died, but you get the idea). How could she have forgotten this? That bourbon silliness must be going around.
LikeLike
Hm…we are trying to visualize your mommy and daddy in an elevator in New Orleans and reading our account of the Adventures of Minnowpaws…now we are laughing Big Time at Casa de Canterbury! 🙂
LikeLike