According to RPM Magazine, the biggest song of 1988 in Canada was “Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car” by Trinidad’s Billy Ocean.
I can neither confirm nor refute this, but I can't believe it wasn't some garbage by a Canadian like Tom Cochrane or Bryan Adams.
Well, Life is a Highway, isn't it?
You wife is a highway / I'm gonna ride her all night long.
Was that the big joke at Martensville High School in 1989?
*Everybody* made that joke. Some shit is too obvious to pass up.
(And for your information I went to North Battleford Comprehensive High School. Go Shithole Asshats!)
"I used to bullseye womp rats in my T-16 back in Whittier, they're not much bigger than two meters.'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
You wife is a highway / I'm gonna ride her all night long.
Was that the big joke at Martensville High School in 1989?
*Everybody* made that joke. Some shit is too obvious to pass up.
(And for your information I went to North Battleford Comprehensive High School. Go Shithole Asshats!)
You were all married in High School? Surely that joke works better with "girlfriend" or "sister" but "wife"?
I guess it's because wife rhymes with life.
*ding ding ding* Winnah!
"I used to bullseye womp rats in my T-16 back in Whittier, they're not much bigger than two meters.'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
*Everybody* made that joke. Some shit is too obvious to pass up.
(And for your information I went to North Battleford Comprehensive High School. Go Shithole Asshats!)
You were all married in High School? Surely that joke works better with "girlfriend" or "sister" but "wife"?
I guess it's because wife rhymes with life.
*ding ding ding* Winnah!
Stupid kids!!!
Ah, you must have visited Saskatchewan!
"I used to bullseye womp rats in my T-16 back in Whittier, they're not much bigger than two meters.'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
You were all married in High School? Surely that joke works better with "girlfriend" or
"sister" but "wife"?
Ah, you must have visited Saskatchewan!
Hey, we ain't tundra Ozarks!
"I used to bullseye womp rats in my T-16 back in Whittier, they're not much bigger than two meters.'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
You were all married in High School? Surely that joke works better with "girlfriend" or
"sister" but "wife"?
Ah, you must have visited Saskatchewan!
Hey, we ain't tundra Ozarks!
There's a town to the north called Milton for which such jokes are often made. Age of consent in Milton is 18...unless its your sister. Things like that. Its the redneck town for the area.
You were all married in High School? Surely that joke works better with "girlfriend" or
"sister" but "wife"?
Ah, you must have visited Saskatchewan!
Hey, we ain't tundra Ozarks!
There's a town to the north called Milton for which such jokes are often made. Age of consent in Milton is 18...unless its your sister. Things like that. Its the redneck town for the area.
In the town in which I was born—we moved when I was three—there was a section known as Monkeytown, which was where the poor were mostly confined. Nobody knows where the name came from—one of my sisters thinks someone once owned a pet monkey there, but that sounds really weak—but it's since become my generic term for the wrong side of the tracks.
"I used to bullseye womp rats in my T-16 back in Whittier, they're not much bigger than two meters.'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
I would guess the tundra is a fairly safe place for unpopular music.
Mutually supportive manure that makes the awful grow.
"I used to bullseye womp rats in my T-16 back in Whittier, they're not much bigger than two meters.'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
There's a town to the north called Milton for which such jokes are often made. Age of consent in Milton is 18...unless its your sister. Things like that. Its the redneck town for the area.
In the town in which I was born—we moved when I was three—there was a section known as Monkeytown, which was where the poor were mostly confined. Nobody knows where the name came from—one of my sisters thinks someone once owned a pet monkey there, but that sounds really weak—but it's since become my generic term for the wrong side of the tracks.
Being from SC she had several. Goose Creek (duck ditch) was the one lazy stand ups attacked. There was also Monck’s Corner (monkey’s corner), Hanahan (Klanahan), and of course I briefly lived in Summerville (Scummerville). Oh, and of course the part of Charleston left of the Ashley river (West Trashley) wasn’t really known for rednecks, the pun was right there so we used it.
”INDER LOCK THE THE KISS THREAD IVE REALISED IM A PRZE IDOOT” - Thomas Jefferson
