A man describes his mundane Sunday afternoon chores in a humorous musical number.
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Ladies and gentlemen, get off the dance floor and start doing your chores. It's Sunday afternoon. It's Sunday afternoon, and there are a few things that I have to do and I'm going to do them, I'm going to do them. It's Sunday afternoon, and there are a few things that I have to do and I'm going to do them, I'm going to do them. First up, I gotta tidy up. My place is getting messy, haven't cleaned it in a month. I may be having friends over tomorrow night, it's not confirmed but just in case I like my place to look nice. Then I'll go out to the grocery store to get some more dish soap. I ran out a week ago and I've been mixing it with water just to make it last a little longer, but now there's really nothing left. Then I'll stop by at my parents to say hi and maybe have a cup of coffee and a piece of pie and I'll ask them how their week was. How was your week? And they'll tell me how their week was. Pretty good. It's Sunday afternoon and there are a few things that I have to do and I'm going to do them, I'm going to do them. It's Sunday afternoon and there are a few things that I have to do and I'm going to do them, I'm going to do them. Then I'll head down to the mall, pick up some black socks. I don't really need them but I heard that they were half off. You can never have too many socks, you know, so that you can always throw away the ones with holes. Next up, take my dog out for a walk. He needs the exercise and at the same time, I talk to the other people walking their dogs. Hello. I usually ask them questions about their dog. How old is he? Then I have to return this DVD of pornography that my friend rented, I swear to God that it wasn't me. It's not mine I swear. All right, fine, but it was the first time. I am not the kind of guy that watches porn all the time. All right, fine. I watch porn all the time. It was Sunday afternoon and there were a few things that I had to do and I did them and I did them. It was Sunday afternoon and there were a few things that I had to do and I did them, yes I did them. I only have one thing left to do and I'm not going to do it in front of you. So I'm going to end the song like this, as I warm up my wrist. Damn it. I forgot to buy Kleenex. You want some of this, bitch?
