Pop hands me handwritten notes of song titles he jots down while he listens to the radio at work, so I can find the CDs and buy them for him. Today, this particular note said: "Gerald Levert - Sitting all over your face". My eyes popped out of my head.
"Pop" I groaned, "You mean 'It's written all over your face'"
"Oh yeah".
*smh*
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