That Is Why The Drums Are Always At The Back

(I’m in the kitchen, and start singing while preparing dinner. I begin to shake my bum to the beat. My boyfriend enters the kitchen.)

Boyfriend: “I like that song!”

(My boyfriend claps on my bum, and is about to leave.)

Me: “Hey! More!”

(My boyfriend returns and claps on both bum-cheeks at the time.)

Boyfriend: “They sound totally different.”