"My TBR pile now has its own zip code."--Dena Pawling
I find when someone says, "Listen to this, it's hilarious," it's usually haha funny, but not oh-my-God funny. This is oh-my-God hilarious. I only wish I'd been in the diner when they did it.
His delivery was superb!I envy people who have the nerve to do something like this. I could never do it. I'd be too worried about the people figuring out I was the "one" who chose THAT song. How could I eat my ham sandwich in peace, knowing the dirty looks I was getting? How could I sit there and act clueless? Thank you for the laugh of the month! Loved it!
This is now on my bucket list.
I would loved to have been in that diner.Pretty sure I would have sung along for the first four or five times, then I would have started pelting the little bastards with gobs of mashed potatoes. Because donnaeverhart is right...we all would have known the two eleven year old boys giggling at the next table were the source of our pain.
This brings back memories of my elementary school years. My mother was the president, at that time, of the Tom Jones fan club. I even attended a few concerts with her. I can sing every single one of Tom Jones' songs, even to this day. I heard them every day for years. I remember ironing my dad's work shirts with Tom Jones in the background. And calling a local radio station to request his songs. One station even ran a "Song of the Century" contest and we both called all day long, every day for a week, voting for Tom Jones.But yeah, after 11 times of What's New Pussycat in a row, I think I'd be a little tired of it :)
I know how to unplug a jukebox. I'm certain I would have put this knowledge to use by the fourth replay.But, good golly this was funny. thanks for the laugh.
I dated Tom Jones back in his heyday and I wouldn't have listened to him sing What's New Pussycat to me more than twice! On his third go round, I would have told him to zip it!Of course, none of what I wrote above is true. I just wanted to see if anyone was paying attention. No offense to Dena's mom, but Tom Jones was definitely not my cup of tea. Thanks, Janet, for the laugh.
My mother would bring handkerchiefs to throw at him on stage, and one time he used it to wipe the sweat off his face and then threw it back to her. I don't think she ever washed it lol. She's in her 70s now and I would not be surprised if she still had it somewhere, unwashed.Several years ago I had the pleasure of watching The Emperor's New Groove [awesomely funny movie] and was surprised to hear Tom Jones singing the title song. My husband had to check to be sure who the singer was, but I knew right off. That voice. It's ingrained in my memory [for better or for worse lol].
I was on the dance team in high school and someone, I don't recall who, suggested we do a routine to that song. It was kind of fun the first few times we did it.The routine was popular with the crowd. We twirled our little pussycat tails to wild applause. It was so popular we performed it at the state basketball finals.It was as popular as the Pink Panther and the Charleston and that was saying something. The Pink Panther I could live with. I still have the urge to do the Charleston from time to time. However, whenever that song comes on I get a glazed look in my eye and have to remind myself to focus as I scramble to turn off whatever is playing it lest I destroy whatever is playing it. Or, in the case of some clueless person whistling or singing it, get away from them for their own safety.This routine was hilarious. Thanks, Miss Janet, for posting it. I needed a laugh.
Hilarious!! I'm gonna have to copycat this mischievous stunt!
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