” Just wannna tell you, what i’m feeling inside
cause you got me walking on cloud-number nine
Your love is rarer than the finest of wines
and it just gets better with time”
The Whispers remind me of the uncle at the family reunion people that everybody thought was corny 20 years ago. Every body hated him because worked at the insurance office and he made Ned Flanders look like Isaac Hayes. Now, all those black hipsters have been divorced, half their kids have been divorced, you go to the same picnic and it’s like a black John Updike novel EXCEPT for “dull uncle dave”, happily married and sturdy for 30 years, opening his i-pad with his grand kids and everybody is around him smiling.
RIGHT ON, DULL UNCLE DAVE! You WEAR that golf shirt and those inch too high tight pants.