Lou Bega

Yesterday, on my way home from visiting Uncle Leo at the hospital, I stopped in at Shopper's Drug Mart to pick up some headphones for my iPod and some cheesies for my mouth. I didn't have enough money in my pockets so I had to run back out to my car. Lucky for me because this delay in purchasing my items led me to Lou Bega. Mambo Number Five started playing on the radio. I don't care what anyone says, that is one hella catchy song. It took every fibre of my being not to start singing it in the line-up.

Cashier: Is that everything for you tonight?

A: Everybody in the car so come on let´s ride

To the liqueur-store around the corner,

The boys say they want some gin and juice

But I really don´t wanna!

On a completely related topic, my mom and I were sitting around at 4 today, and were all, "We should watch Dr. Phil". So we did. Not because we wanted to but because we only have three channels... and a little bit because we wanted to. Anyway, I started eating the cheesies from last night when I stumbled upon this little beauty:



That my friends is the cheesie penis to end all cheesie penis'. It even has a little head.

I showed my mother the cheesie penis and yelled "Cheesie penis"!

To which she replied, "Don't eat that. Put it over there."