I gets to the gas station after work and reach for my wallet and all I get is my fanny, no wallet. Soz I go home and look in any likely place all the while a feeling of panic is sweeping over me. Not in the last pants I wore, not by the 'puter, not on the floor near the bed, not on the table. Did I leave it at the car rental place or in the car at the body shop? Every piece of ID I have and credit card is in there. I’m thinking I’ll check my card activity online for recent purchases, and WHAMO!..it hits me - when I went fishing I did something I don’t usually do and put it in the tackle bag I carry because the Speedos don’t have a pocket, plus I was waste deep in water so I wouldn’t have been carrying it even if I did have a pocket in them, which I don’t. Just as well I had done that or that creepy fly might have made off with it. Anyway - what a shitty feeling that was to think I had lost it somewhere.
You don’t wear a fanny pack?
Hard times, mang. Slim pickin’s.
2nd time you’ve made that mistake, I wonder if there’s something Freudian about it.
Maybe his fishing is limited to sewage canals? He also mentioned a “shitty feeling.”
Careful, he’ll pull a NO YUO on you, like he did to me last time I pointed it out. He has a hard time accepting things he writes about himself.
Do you have secret pockets in yer jeans
I am a very good sewer and have hidden pockets
It’s extra funny because fanny outside the US means female genitalia.
It also means rear end here
Ooooh, OK I always wondered what they were singing about!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4qrEOCNr3g
They did it all for the Nookie!
No way! That’s fascinating. Tell me more.
Humour (or humor in American English) is the tendency of particular cognitive experiences to provoke laughter and provide amusement.
You missed it and you got leg humpers - shakin my head
I didn’t miss it. I laughed then played back.
Not that I would wish to add to a controversy but…best I could do.
Boy, you gotta carry that weight,
carry that weight a long time.
Boy, you gotta carry that weight,
carry that weight a long time.
Boy, you gotta carry that weight,
carry that weight a long time.
Boy, you gotta carry that weight,
carry that weight a long time.
Boy, you gotta carry that weight,
carry that weight a long time…
Now - if you listen to the places where Fanny is mentioned not part of the “take a load” off lyric - I think it is clearly Fanny and not Annie. “time to get back to miss Fanny, you know she’s the only one
…who sent me here with her regards
for everyone.”
I’m in the Fanny camp on this one
It ain’t either/or…it’s both.
In the end, everything is abandoned…Anna Lee herself, the tasks imposed by Fanny, and even the traveler’s car… as he catches a freight to return to Fanny. I think Robertson has said that he was heavily influenced by the Spanish director Buñuel. The broad wake left by the song is certainly broad enough for both ladies to ski on.
It’s also a shameless self-hijack, apparently in a quest for a high poast count, but go ahead and mock yourself if you must.
As you know - my threads are never hijacked - they are free flowing communal art forms, subject to, or of, the twists and turns that life itself leads us through.