...in my pants

Four days ago, my incredibly new husband and I were lying in bed on the verge of sleep. However, as grown up as we should be to have just gotten married the day before, we started adding the famous "in my pants" the end of book titles. And as much as I love John Green, two out the three books that he has written were my two favourites:

An Abundance of Katherines IN MY PANTS

Looking for Alaska IN MY PANTS

and although these aren't John Green, they're still wonderful:

Angels and Demons IN MY PANTS

Everybody Poops IN MY PANTS

Pooh Gets Stuck IN MY PANTS

So, my obviously very mature husband and myself went on to do this with many more books and went through every book we could think of (which isn't an extreme amount since we don't actually read that often) and then on to movies and TV shows:

She's the Man in my Pants

How I Met Your Mother in my Pants

What Happens in Vegas in my Pants

The Ugly Truth in my Pants

Desperate Housewives in my Pants

When I talked to my younger friend the next day, she first pointed out how adult we were (not very) and then went on to tell me about how you can also go through children's books and add "in bed" to make them automatically funnier. I went to Amazon.com and searched. Here's the best I found:

Never Smile at a Monkey in Bed

Ladybug Girl and Bumblebee Boy...in Bed

(heh, wonder what happens in the second book...!)

To be completely honest, I like "in my pants" better, but it was a fun experiment...I mean, I did learn to NEVER smile at a monkey in bed. That's my lesson for the day.

It's just another one of those great joys in life...in my pants!