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RE: Mama Carnie

Me: All I can think of while watching Carnie Wilson singing mama and the papa's songs just makes me think of mama cass....Wow, that was a fucked up sentence.

Stella: And that makes me think of the Scooby Doo episode with Mama Cass in the candy factory...which then makes me think of the Neapolitan ghosts...which the makes me think of grapefruit with whipped cream and a cherry because that is what Mama Cass/Carnie Wilson eats at the end of the episode...which then makes me think of the ham sandwich she apparently choked on.  Follow that fucked up train of thought.
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