Or maybe he's just a dentist, examining her teeth?

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09/23/2009

Or maybe he's just a dentist, examining her teeth?

"I was kissing her so tenderly, but woe is me, who would have guessed her family crest I'd suddely spy tattooed on her thigh and son-of-a-gun it's just like the one on me"

Just how many cousins was she kissing?

Relative Sins -- Anne Mather

Posted at 10:42 PM in Bastards, Creepy, Dr. Feelgood, Incest, Separation Anxiety, Thigh, Weird | Permalink

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Relative Sins?
So.. she has a thing for family?

Posted by: Matt | 09/24/2009 at 03:40 PM

That's what popped into OUR heads.

Posted by: The Wife | 09/24/2009 at 04:27 PM

And once again, Tori Amos "Professional Widow" comes to mind.
*sigh*

Posted by: Matt | 09/24/2009 at 06:22 PM

I don't know that one -- not a T.A. fan. Will have to look it up.

Posted by: The Wife | 09/24/2009 at 09:25 PM

It's a song that pretty much is about incest.
Quite a twisted song.
And she sang it with a straight face no less.

Posted by: Matt | 09/25/2009 at 10:30 AM

It must be me, 'cause I thought of pimping when I read that (her daddy was selling her for some drugs, which she then got into). But since I haven't heard the song, and I can't hear the inflections, who knows...

Posted by: The Wife | 09/25/2009 at 12:26 PM

Yeah, inflection does add to it.
She plays a harpsicord in the original version.

Posted by: Matt | 09/25/2009 at 02:34 PM

My father-in-law plays the accordian. I think knowing how to play an absurd instrument makes life more interesting.

Posted by: The Wife | 09/26/2009 at 08:18 AM

I have zero musical talent.
I couldn't carry a tune to save my life.
*sigh*

Posted by: Matt | 09/27/2009 at 09:32 AM

I can, but my kids always tell me to shut up. Go figure.

Posted by: The Wife | 09/27/2009 at 09:53 AM

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