My daughter came home from breakfast with my Mom yesterday morning and told me, “Grandma was listening to this weird song in the car about balls.”
“Balls? Like….balls? Like man balls?”
“YES! THAT kind of balls!”
It was Faux-Hubby that made the connection. It was AC/DC’s song “Big Balls”. Not a huge fan of AC/DC (don’t hate…I’m just not,ok!) but now this has to be added to my life’s soundtrack.
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I’m not an AC/DC fan myself, but when this song comes on I can’t help but turn it up and sing along. Catchiest testicular song ever.
This is probably the first AC/DC song I’ve ever heard. Hilarious.
Ugh. I hate AC/DC. They give me the willies. No pun intended.
That’s the general feeling they give me. Kinda skeevy
Completely skeevy. The dude in the shorts, Angus, I think is his name, makes me feel physically uncomfortable when he does that kicking/dancing with his guitar thing he does. *shudder*
I think he’s the whole reason I vetoed Angus as a boy’s name.
Makes perfect sense.