Sweet Serenades

i frequently get serenaded. rarely in person, though when it is in person it's usually more via a strummed guitar, like so:when it is not in person, which is more frequent, i get a phone call of a man blasting into full song. sometimes it's goofy. more often it's sweet, and i'm going to selfishly keep those to myself. for now, i will share with you that i often call pete puffin, stolen from the illustrious tv show "the girls next door" and what one of the girls calls hugh hefner. tonight i got:
"DO YOU KNOW THE PUFFIN MAN, THE PUFFIN MAN, THE PUFFIN MAANNNN?
DO YOU KNOW THE PUFFIN MAN, WHO LIVES ON SHELBY AAAAVVVVEEE?
DO YOU KNOW THE PUFFIN MAN, THE PUFFIN MAN, THE PUuuhuhhuhh hahahahaha"
and that's where it devolved into giggling. he brought it back later in the phone call. but was still thoroughly unable to stop laughing. ME EITHER. me either.