White Trash, Muthafucker!
So Rob gets home after making a store run and finds that I'm talking on the phone with my mom. He decides to be all polite and such by listening to music in headphones rather than cranking the stereo. Except that he forgets that when he screams "White Trash, Muthafucker!" while he's singing along to a song by Jesus Christ Superfly, the sound isn't only in his head. Bless my mom though; despite being 84 years old and a lifelong, dedicated Catholic, nothing was said (other than an awkward pause in conversation each time he yelled it out.)