I just had a shower (see? I do wash) and after a while I became aware of music. Well, 'music'. Namely Celine Dion, and My Heart Will Go On, the theme to everyone's secret favourite film. I wondered vaguely where it was coming from, and then (shower being finished) stepped out into the bathroom and once appropriately towel-clad, into the bedroom (slashkitchenslashstudyslashsittingroomslashguestroomslashdrawingroomslashpantryslashetc).
The music stopped.
I stepped back into the bathroom.
...love can touch us one tiiiiiime, and laaaaast foooooor, a liiiiife-...
Back in to the bedroom (slashkitchen...).
Silence.
Bathroom
...thaaaaat is how I know you, go onnnnnnnn...
There is only one logical conclusion. Celine Dion is haunting our shower cubicle. Which means she saw me nudey! How embarrassing.
Duddles
1 year ago
1 comment:
ooooor you have a pervy neighbour who thinks you need music to shower to
ooooooooor you have a musical showerhead
oooooooooooooor you were just humming to yourself and forgot
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