Sometimes I sing the Tigerland footy club song to Michael while I'm changing his nappy. He knows it pretty well, and usually finishes the line if I stop singing. Yesterday he decided to mess with my head a bit.
Oh we're from... Tigerland!
A fighting fury, we're from... Tigerland!
In any weather you can see us with a... Grin!
Risking head and... Chair! (its supposed to be shin).
As he was singing through a dummy I thought he's said something near enough to "shin" so I carried on.
If we're behind then never mind [Michael interrupts]I said chair before!