Kevin Garn used to sell records. What song best describes his hottub fiasco and where he’s heading?
Susan Kruithof: “Splish Slash” by Bobby Darin. “A rub-a-dub-dub, just relaxin’ in the tub, thinkin’ everything was alright ...” Boy, was he ever wrong.
Julie Erickson: Elton John, “The Bitch is Back”!
Derek Jones: “Thank Heaven for Little Girls?” Although I’m not sure he’s really thankful for little girls right now.
Rachel Hanson: George Michael’s “Father Figure” seems apt: “That’s all I wanted … to be bold and naked at your side … I will be your preacher teacher … but sometimes love can be mistaken for a crime.”
Kathy Mueller: “Go Away, Little Girl.” Direction: “Highway to Hell.”
Scott Renshaw: Oingo Boingo’s “Little Girls.” It has the added benefit of being from approximately the era when the indiscretion took place, a time when people actually sold “records” and thought hot tubs were a good place for a seduction.
Paula Saltas: Lionel Richie: “That’s why I’m easy, I’m easy like Sunday morning ...” He should be heading to jail, but I am guessing he is heading to the ward house.
Marty Foy: “Dirty” by international floozy Christina Aguilera. Representative Garn is so dirty he should get a record deal.
Bill Frost: “How Can I Hate Myself When I Still Have You Around?” by Spork, available on iTunes for quite a reasonable price.