Originally Posted By: JerryBob
Back in the 70's I wanted "The Who's" Tommy album. My not-so-hip aunt got me a Tom Jones record thinking that's what I meant.
That is priceless!
Many years ago, one of my roomies, let's call him Rob, drove to northern B.C. a few weeks before Christmas to meet his fiancee's parents. He had bought them a rather ugly glass coffee table ornament, and he returned to Kamloops with a Tom Jones double album. The in-laws to be were considered to have won.
We mocked the album, and it sat unopened for several weeks. (This would be late '77, when disco was king.) Anyway, eventually we opened it and put it on the turntable and did reverse Karaoke. We would take turns pretending to be Tom Jones while lip-syncing. I was really bad at it (very repressed, self-conscious, no rhythm) and the other guys would mock me mercilessly. It was great fun. We used to laugh until we cried.
Then Rob remembered when he was a child his family had this little boat with a chemical toilet called the Potpourri. They called it 'The Poh'. He and his brother used to sing a version of a Tom Jones song thus: 'The Old Poh smells the same, as I sit back down again ...'
Fast forward many years. My wife's parents are very strong feminists, and we joke (not to them) of singing 'She's a Lady' in their presence. (Not going to happen!)
Back in the 70's I wanted "The Who's" Tommy album. My not-so-hip aunt got me a Tom Jones record thinking that's what I meant.
That is priceless!
Many years ago, one of my roomies, let's call him Rob, drove to northern B.C. a few weeks before Christmas to meet his fiancee's parents. He had bought them a rather ugly glass coffee table ornament, and he returned to Kamloops with a Tom Jones double album. The in-laws to be were considered to have won.
We mocked the album, and it sat unopened for several weeks. (This would be late '77, when disco was king.) Anyway, eventually we opened it and put it on the turntable and did reverse Karaoke. We would take turns pretending to be Tom Jones while lip-syncing. I was really bad at it (very repressed, self-conscious, no rhythm) and the other guys would mock me mercilessly. It was great fun. We used to laugh until we cried.
Then Rob remembered when he was a child his family had this little boat with a chemical toilet called the Potpourri. They called it 'The Poh'. He and his brother used to sing a version of a Tom Jones song thus: 'The Old Poh smells the same, as I sit back down again ...'
Fast forward many years. My wife's parents are very strong feminists, and we joke (not to them) of singing 'She's a Lady' in their presence. (Not going to happen!)