One Saturday, Mr. Potts and I were at a local diner having a totally healthy breakfast.
I know, diner & totally healthy don't belong in the same sentence. Let's start over, shall we?
One Saturday, Mr. Potts and I were at a local diner having a totally unhealthy, artery clogging, YUMMY breakfast.
Better? Ok then.
There I was shoveling a bit of French Toast sprinkled liberally with powdered sugar and smothered with butter & syrup (see - TOTALLY HEALTHY!) into my mouth when the man sitting in a booth next to us gets a phone call.
I looked up in surprise. Mouth mid-chew I whipped my head over to the sound of Bump n' Grind.
Yep, you read that right. Saturday morning, eating French Toast (Mr. Potts had the American breakfast with eggs over easy, bacon, hashbrowns & a gravy biscuit - again, totally healthy!), chatting with Mr. Potts when all of a sudden I head R. Kelly.
Sing along. You know you want to.
"I don't see nothin wronngggggg, with a little bump n' grinnndddd!"
Thank goodness we were almost done & could leave before he got any more phone calls. I don't think I could have taken it.
Plus, I don't think he was quite impressed with the fact that I was snickering over an early 90's R. Kelly song as someone's ring tone.
Anyone else cringing out there over an R. Kelly ringtone?
I know, diner & totally healthy don't belong in the same sentence. Let's start over, shall we?
One Saturday, Mr. Potts and I were at a local diner having a totally unhealthy, artery clogging, YUMMY breakfast.
Better? Ok then.
There I was shoveling a bit of French Toast sprinkled liberally with powdered sugar and smothered with butter & syrup (see - TOTALLY HEALTHY!) into my mouth when the man sitting in a booth next to us gets a phone call.
I looked up in surprise. Mouth mid-chew I whipped my head over to the sound of Bump n' Grind.
Yep, you read that right. Saturday morning, eating French Toast (Mr. Potts had the American breakfast with eggs over easy, bacon, hashbrowns & a gravy biscuit - again, totally healthy!), chatting with Mr. Potts when all of a sudden I head R. Kelly.
Sing along. You know you want to.
"I don't see nothin wronngggggg, with a little bump n' grinnndddd!"
Thank goodness we were almost done & could leave before he got any more phone calls. I don't think I could have taken it.
Plus, I don't think he was quite impressed with the fact that I was snickering over an early 90's R. Kelly song as someone's ring tone.
Anyone else cringing out there over an R. Kelly ringtone?
