Standing in the kitchen with shower water still lingering in my ears (just telling you this in case it is relevant to what follows) I was dealing with my first slice of toast when out of the blue my buttering action became much more deliberate and I heard myself growling "real men smear."
Now I admit here and now that living on my own, I am prone to a spot of talking to myself but this morning I found I'd added a new dimension to this sign of mental regression. I was telling myself off for talking to myself. And not in my head either. Oh no I was loudly telling myself off for talking to myself and it went on for some time. I said it was a bad sign and that if anyone heard me I'd be carted off to the loony bin for sure. Then I found I was telling myself off for telling myself off and thankfully at this point I stopped buttering AND stopped talking out loud and went internal.
But the damage had been done and when the buttering resumed on the second slice of toast, another "real men smear" popped out, to be followed by my attempt at the high pitched girly scream uttered by Nathan Lane in the same movie.
Ok if you've never seen "The Birdcage" then not only will most of this post make little sence at all but you've also missed out on one of the best movies of all time.
So there. Not only have I admitted I might be seriously losing it in the kitchen but I've also admitted I love The Birdcage. I just don't care.
Now it's time to enjoy my breakfast.
"Oh God, I pierced the toast !!! "
8 comments:
The Birdcage is one of the best films ever. Such a great feel good film. It's one of the very few films that I've watched many, many times - and I still laugh like mad each time I watch it. Great soundtrack too and Gene Hackman is always brilliant in it.
I think we all talk to ourselves though many are embarrassed to admit it.
Just snorted coffee out my nose. You know that's one of my favorite movies in the whole world!
I got strange looks in Glen's yesterday. I was looking for steel cut oats. Couldn't find them. I was walking up and down the cereal aisle saying 'If I was a steel cut oat, I'd be here'. People stayed away!
Maybe we've rubbed off on each other!
Talking to yourself AND watching 'The Birdcage'!!! (Shakes head in despair.) :)
They have places for people like us, er, you.
I want to hear you do the high pitched girly scream! Of course, I love The Birdcage too.
I like toast.
Actually if you visit your local health centre you will find that real men do not smear! Smears are usually taken by practice nurses these days.
You can be very silly sometimes, you know that? ROFL!
The Birdcage was good. Hank Azaria, yes?
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