Vinyl Sunday (Part 1)

And now that all this running and lawn shit is over with for the day, we’re settling down with some vinyl to celebrate Vinyl Sunday as a family, beginning with another record from HRH‘s personal Cornball collection, ‘Tourin’ the Two-Step‘ by Doctor Badbreath.


Yes, you read that correctly.

She bought this at The Bop Shop in Rochester, NY a few weekends ago on Uncle Lance‘s dime solely because it – yes, you guessed it – it had a horse on the cover.

Never mind that it has Shit List written all over it as well.

Beats the shot out of me who Doctor Badbreath is, or from whence he came but – truth be told – I wish he had stayed there and we had never discovered him.

It’s not like I really put any serious effort into trying to find anything out about him.

I mean, with ditties like ‘Stinky Breath‘, ‘The Alkie Song‘, ‘Ethel Pump‘, and ‘Caught Me With My Pants Down‘, why would I bother?  I will say though, that ‘Sometimes‘ was somewhat decent…barely.

Hey, at least the Blood Orange Wheat Ale by Ellicottville Brewing Co. is decent.

I guess the other good news is that I can qualify this as good candidate for Day 30 of the 31 Day Record Challenge (Part 2); ‘An album associated with a horse (cover, song, album title, etc.)…

That counts for something, right?


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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