My Lady Wonder Wench wrote this about yesterday’s blog/podcast:
Now let’s see: I can’t call “That nice Randy next door” for help; Our sons Dave, Eric, Mark and Kurt are too far away; Daughter Kris and Daughter in law Junior would know better and simply wait for me to “fix” things … Tall Beth and Brooklyn Nancy at the needlepoint shop said “well, of course” … anyone else out there have a contribution to the absolute fact that ANY Louie Louie Lass can obviously out-think ANY Louie Louie Lad?
Guys have to light a fire, put on a loin cloth (tee hee), fill a gourd with beans and shake it, and do a dance (if it can be called that) just to make an impression on a can.
WE, on the other hand, just twist it … and shout
In defense of Louie Louie guy by trying 1st he broke the seal had he waited till pressure expunged ( big word of day) he too could have done it.
How’s that for explanation took me a day to figure it out using all my scientific knowledge and linking the sun, moon and stars up in my head. I know lots of room up there.