So my husband and I play games, silly games that I make up. Well, actually I play the games, he goes along with them. Our My favorite game is American Idol. The game play is simple, I sing a song, and he tells me if I've made it to Hollywood. As of right now, I haven't made it to Hollywood ( punk!), even though my rendition of "Stand By Your Man" was pretty right on!!!
Yesterday, I made up a new game "subliminal messages", because let's face it, how many times can one person's ego not be damaged because their not going to Hollywood for the 1,234th time??? I made up this game because I wanted to test the strength of our marriage and if we could really read each others minds. I told him I would scream a word in my head and he would try to guess it or make a connection. On the radio, "Smells Likes Teen Spirit" was playing. I knew that Kurt Cobain's daughter's name was Frances Bean. So I screamed the word bean in my head. I did this for one minute and then told him to say the first word that popped in his head. And do you know what he said?? Blanket!!! It's a match!!! Ok, here's the connection.
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= BEAN
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= Blanket
Kurt Cobain: Singer, died, daughter name Frances Bean
Michael Jackson: Singer, died, son named Blanket
CONNECTION , right??? He thinks it's not (Punk) I proclaimed it a sign, and shouted "we can read each other's minds!! Our love will last forever!!!" He rolled his eyes.
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