I think it's because around November of my freshman year of college, I was listening to a lot of college radio. One of the DJs played Sam Kinison's "Wild Thing" and, of course, it instantly resonated with me. Maybe it's because one of my sisters said I reminded her of the late comedian who was once a Pentacostal preacher. Could it be because I am so boisterous? Or is it because of the way I look?
I already wrote a mushy anniversary post on Pop Rock Nation, so I figured this one would be less reverent. I never carried on like the woman in Sam Kinison's song. I would be more likely to be the singer than the singee. I probably couldn't relate to the line "Every time I kiss you, I taste what other men had for lunch!" I make it a point not to use my tongue when I kiss.
Anyway, on this 11th anniversary of my wedding day, I give you "Wild Thing" and hopefully a couple of laughs. I hope you enjoy your weekend as much as I have so far.
