Stupid Conversations We Have Over and Over

Funny you should ask! Here's one:

A Blue Oyster Cult song will play on the radio.

Me: Seen 'em!

Hubby: Me, too!

Me, smugly: I saw 'em at Madison Square Garden.

Hubby, more smugly: You were in the nose bleeds. I was on the floor when I saw 'em.

Me, smugalicous: Madison. Square. Garden. Best venue EVER!

Hubby: Big, fat, hairy deal. At the distance you saw them they'd look the same anywhere. I had 4th row center seats! And you saw them when they were on that lame tour.

Me, singing: Oh, no, there goes Tokyo, Godzilla! They were great then!

Hubby: They were totally lame by the time you saw them.

Me, getting misty: Huge, glowing-eyed Godzilla on stage and everything.

Hubby: That you saw through your binoculars!

Me: You don't know.

Hubby: You don't know.

We've been together for a lot of years. This conversation happens every time Blue Oyster Cult is on the radio. Fortunately, that's not as often as it used to be. We're completely moronic about stuff like this. Unlike BOC, I can always see a reason to put up a fight...

I'm living for giving the devil his due... And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you...

Did I mention I've seen 'em?