'cuz all I've been doing lately is knocking on wood. Seriously, last night during dinner my pal and I knocked on wood like 87 times just as a safety precaution. All I can do these days is knock on wood! There's so much at stake.
For example:
Will he call me back? KNOCKIN'!
Will he call you back? KNOCKETY-KNOCKERS!!
And so on...and so forth!
It's tempting to knock on wood for inappropriate things.
For example:
Will my pasta taste good? small knocks
I hope I still fit into my pants from last year. medium-size knocks
I hope Earth lasts. the tiniest of knocks, really just a knocking motion in the air
I hope you all can relate to this train of thought (knock on you-know-what!!!).
love,
molly