Please don’t touch me
So I’ve been listening to the soundtrack of the Mel Brooks musical Young Frankenstein a lot lately and giggling gleefully to the song Please don’t touch me which has some potty-mouthed lyrics when my daughter pipes up from the back seat: Daddy – what are tits? This of course, just …
Ever wondered what would happen if poor Rapunzel was hard of hearing? It sure ain’t her hair that she starts tossing out the window . . .
