Last weekend, Rick and I went to the grocery store to pick up something for a barbecue at his cousin’s house. Vanilla Ice came on the grocery radio. Rick started bopping his way through the produce section. I laughed at him.
Rick: “I can’t help it, I have to walk like this when this kind of music comes on. Why don’t you?”
Julie: “I dunno, maybe because I’m not a dork?”
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I don’t know, I might have to go with Rick on that one.
I might have done the same thing depending on the song. But certainly not Vanilla Ice.
Cut to:
Rick & Julie arriving at barbecue. Rick’s cousin says, “Thanks for coming but we needed more beer, not ice. And I don’t know what to do with the Vanilla lattes.”
Rick: Word to your mother.
Everytime I hear anything about Vanilla Ice I think about the interview he did “explaining” how Ice Ice Baby was different from Under Pressure. I get his interview stuck in my head over his song. Not the best sign.
Julie-free days suck. I wish you weren’t off making fun of your boyfriend’s iffy taste in music and having fun. I am BORED today!
Awww, poor Rick! Be nice to that boy, Julie
I think after the Vanilla Ice trick, combined with this, Rick wins hands down.
Have a groovy weekend!