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Ty’s Greatest Hits…meets HOGZILLA

I’ve told you before how my husband is really just another one of my kids, right? 

Sadly, my poor poor children are subjected to his incredibly stupid sense of humor fairly often…  This being said, here are some of Ty’s favorite tunes.  When I say favorite, I mean he listens to them over and over and over again to the point of pure MOMMA torture, literally…AND he can do this because his daddy talked ME into creating a Ty’s Greatest Hits CD for the car and everywhere else…seriously, the things I get talked into. 

Now, before I show you anymore…I know what you’re thinking…something like…"What the &*@^?"…right?  Yea, my thoughts exactly.  But, the whole "Godzilla" thing came from the fact that Ty and Josh are constantly strutting through the house at night with their shotguns, pretending to shoot things.  Don’t knock it ’til you try it…  instead of hunting Godzilla they hunt HOGZILLA!  Are you getting my drift?  That is when Josh decided to bless my poor 3 year old with the knowledge of the Blue Oyster Cult and the song Godzilla except, they shout HOGZILLA…all through the house I might add.

Okay, so moving right along…
I actually like the next song and it’s been one of Ty’s favorites for about a year.  I have no idea why.  But, he loves it!  For some reason, he thinks it’s funny that a song talks about a mess.  Funny how their little brains work.

Now, before you go thinking how strange we are…let me just say…you don’t know the half of it.  Wild hogs are only one of the things hunted in our house.  Ty can tell you all about hunting pheasants, deer, dove, and pretty much anything else that moves. 

Sad, I tell you.  Just plain sad…and a little bit RED.  I only said it cause I knew you were thinking it.

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  • cynthia - February 7, 2008 - 6:46 pm

    red…who said red?
    steve miller band isn’t red…that just plain good!
    we have a cd like that and i had to tell jackson that we lost it one time…he was driving me crazy!

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