However, I do understand the sentiment of how powerful words can be even when the person speaking them forgets them as soon as they’re spoken. We can remember things like that for the rest of our lives (some positive, some not) that the other person treated sort of flippantly. I wonder where that hippy is today? Does he think the same thing when he hears that song?

P.S. I’m also not so much of a lyric-listener. I’m a musician so I can usually sit down at a piano after hearing a song a few times and figure out how to play it, but I can hear a song a hundred times and never listen to or understand the words. My sister is the opposite - she hears a song once and like a savant she’s got every word memorized.

Story 2:
I love when stuff like that happens. Not creepy propositions, but just weird, unexpected stuff. At first you’re pissed or freaked out, but soon after you realize how funny it is and you get to forever amuse people with the anecdote.

Story 2:
I proposed to my wife at the movies.
A month before it happened I approached the cinema manager to set it up and he gave me a blank frame of film that I could print up some titles on. After a showing of Phenomenon with John Travolta in which he dies in the last few seconds of the film of brain tumors, the slide came up on the screen and asked her to marry me. After the ending of the film everyone in the audience had tears in their eyes already as I led my wife up to the front of the theatre and bent down on one knee. And the rest as they say…

Sodajerk: “I love when stuff like that happens.”

Wow, sodajerk, you’re a lot more of a free-thinker than I thought. How many times has a total stranger shown you their cock? And you thought, “Awesome!” Huh. You’re a weirdo. -wink-