Me: You know what? I heard that Justin Bieber’s movie was kind of good.
Him: Where? Who said that?
Me: I don’t know. Magazines. The Twitter. People really seem to like it. They say it’s uplifting and actually a really neat story.
Him: Really? I think it’s safe to say that I won’t be seeing it. Not to mention that I don’t exactly know any of his songs.
Me: Well, you make a good point.
Him: And you know what? Even though everyone seems to love them and all, Mumford & Sons sort of make me angry.
Me: Angry? Really?
Him: Yes. They just make me want to throw things.
Me: Because their songs are kind of folksy and sometimes seem a little endless and maybe make you feel like you’re trapped in some sort of crowded pub?
Him: YES. I JUST – OH. THEY JUST – OH. ANGRY.
Me: Well, at least they’re real musicians. They’re very talented.
Him: ANGRY!
Me: Who’s that?
Him: I don’t know. Oh, wait. It’s Cee-Lo. I think.
Me: Oh.
Him: So why is he singing with Muppets, exactly?
Me: Wait. Is that the catchy song with the bad word? YES. That’s the catchy song with the bad word. So maybe they thought it would be funny for him to sing his catchy song with the bad word with a bunch of puppets? You know, to make it kicky and edgy?
Him: Oh. Okay.
Me:*silently worrying about Gwyneth’s tricky shoes*
Him: *leaves the room for a few minutes, then returns*
Me: I think we’re officially too old for this. I mean, why is Katy Perry sitting on a swing made of ribbon and tinsel?
Him: I don’t know. It’s weird.
Me: Jolene!
Him: Jolene!
Me: Who’s that?
Him: She just won Best New Artist. I don’t know her name, though.
Me: It doesn’t matter. I’m pretty sure that I’ve never heard of her.
The end.
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