Your cars all have names, right? That's only normal behavior, isn't it? A few weeks ago one of my coworkers bought a car and was very excited about it. The only damper on her joy came when I asked if she'd picked out names yet. She looked at me blankly so I asked everyone in our row. Name after name. Some were cute names. Some were based on the license plate. Some had adjectives (i.e. 'Sassy Girl'). She'd never heard of this before so she started taking suggestions. I gave her 'the red menace' but she's too young for that to have meant anything. To my shame though, my car doesn't have a name either. Somehow in the four years of owning her a name never popped out. That simply wouldn't do! And it didn't have to be that way. After discussing it with the FP Gal, I chose a name that she'd shot down for the baby. Now that I've bought her, she will be called Pagoda . Bonus observation: people tend to drive cars of the oppo...
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I DON'T!!! CURSE THE BAGGINS! WE HATES IT FOREVER!
Okay, Gollum off. Seriously, though, there are about six songs I cannot abide hearing during the Christmas season, and, with all due apologies to the lovely and charming FP Gal, this is right up there.
To be fair, G. Michael, E. John and M. Carey rank far ahead of this tune.
Liz, a marionberry is similar to a blackberry with a little blue mixed in. Next time you go out to the Pacific Northwest you should try some. Very yummy.
Andrew, sorry about that.