Refrigerator Art

Eating breakfast this morning Chris leans over and whispers,

"Why is there a picture of the profile of a man with an erect penis on our refrigerator??"

Emma claims it's an ocean with waves. . . . .

Mother Fucker

Some of you may recall a spat which recently took place between The Husband and myself. It involved him placing Ben Folds songs on the iPod that the children listen to in an effort to expose Emma to the piano stylings of the aforementioned songwriter/performer. After realizing and admitting that his "filter" had "inadvertently" missed some songs with "questionable" lyrics, The Husband assured me he had resolved the issue and removed all of the songs containing lyrics which may land a child in the principals office if sung during class.

I trusted The Husband when he made this assurance to me.

This was, as usual, a BIG mistake.

While preparing dinner this evening, Emma was singing along to her iPod. I wasn't really paying attention as this is a frequent occurrence and usually she's singing "Someday my prince will come" or "Shake a tail feather." No so tonight. I became aware that Emma was no longer singing, but rather speaking as a musician may when speaking to an audience before a concert, and she's saying,

"Rock this bitch?? OK." Then sings, very softly, "I'm gonna rock this bitch. I'm gonna ro-o-o-o-ock this mother fuckin' bee-atch!"

At this point I'm NOT a happy camper. I take away the iPod to investigate how this particular song made it past The Husband's "filter" thinking perhaps, maybe he simply looked at song titles and this particular song has an innocuous one. Nope. It is, in fact called "Rock this bitch."
So I take the iPod to listen (with headphones) to various other Ben Folds songs and find that frequent curse words are apparently a common theme with the band. They seem to be particularly fond of "mother-fucker." I heard such lyrics as:

"hey pretty baby, light your ass on fire;"
"trying to figure out how she's going to fit all that butt into those underwear;"
"he might rock it with his mother-fucking blue shirt on;"
"get your hands off of my woman, you mother-fucker;"

and my personal favorite,

"he's gonna rock out with his mother-fucking cock out."

Chris I should add, is not home right now--he is at school. On his way home, it would be prudent for him to stop at Walmart. I hear they have tents on sale.
Mother-fucker.