In my man-bites-dog town with a Spanish name

I was sitting in the chair yesterday when the song they always play in the Speedy Gonzales cartoons popped into my head.

bahduhduhdahduhdahduhuh dadadadaddahdah bahdahdedanahdah dadadaddahdeedah

So i started singing it. Then I started singing it louder.

Courtney told me to shut up.

I told her she needed to respect my Mexican heritage. She said i wasn't mexican.

"you're not mexican," she said.

Sure, I am, I replied. The Mexican president is named Vicente Fox. that can't be a coincidence.

"hello, Vicente Fox is the president of Mexico," I said. "bahduhduhdahduhdahduhuh dadadadaddahdah bahdahdedanahdah dadadaddahdeedah!"

She told me stop making up things and be quiet.

I started calling her Slobodan and "war criminal."

We went for a walk around the neighborhood.

"You're trying to systematically eradicate my ethnic heritage," i told her, right before she called me a "drama queen" and pushed me into a neighbor's drainage ditch.

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In other news, looks like it's going to be rainy this weekend. Which means last night was not the ideal time for Slobodan and me to forget that i had turned on the sprinkler after we got back from our walk around the neighborhood.

By my best estimation, it was on for about 10 hours. that can't be good.

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In other other news, I get to go to Ruth's Chris tonight with Slobodan and her dad and grandma. It's going to be good. i like their broiled tomatoes.

I like Slobodan's family. They never try to kill me by pushing me into drainage ditches when i am doing absolutely nothing wrong and am not being aggravating in any way shape or form whatsoever. i am simply celebrating my heritage.

They are very understanding people.

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in other other other news, stay tuned for the return of Sports Friday later today. I'd write it now, but i have to pee.

and to continue your punishment for Slobodan's refusal to post anything here. I give to you one word that sounds like two words that still don't make any sense. Yes, your friend and mine, Tubthumping:

We'll be singing
When we're winning
We'll be singing

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down


Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times:

'Oh Danny Boy
Danny Boy
Danny Boy...'

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times:

'Don't cry for me
Next door neighbour...'

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

We'll be singing
When we're winning
We'll be singing