Trying to save yourself the embarrassment


K’s new favourite song is Billie Jean” by Michael Jackson.

We were listening to it in car when my sister belts out “Janet’s not my son!”

I stopped singing and stared at her in disbelief. “What did you just say?”

“Uh Becky the lyrics say it’s “Janet!” My sister exclaimed.

I burst out laughing. “Why the hell would it say ‘janet is not my son?’ ”

She glared at me. “Listen to the lyrics, Becky!”

She turned up the volume. She began to sing and then quieted once “Billie Jean blah blah” and so forth began. “the kid is not my son!”

Her face fell “oh”

I laughed harder. “I seriously cant believe you thought it was ‘Janet is not my son!’ ” I howled.

My sister made some protests then K piped up, “Stop Trying to save yourself from the embarrassment!”

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