Know what I mean??

We had to put up some "earnest money" today for our house. Not a shock, we knew this. But the shock was my thinking "earnest" and taking it to "Ernest P. Worrell," (Jim Varney) and then hearing Ernest's voice in my head asking "Know what I mean, Vern?"

Clearly this is a problem I'm going to have to get over, or else I will laugh in the next person's face who says "Ernest money." Make that "earnest money." And now I have the song "There once was a man named Worrell ... Ernest P. Worrell" in my head.

WHY CAN I NOT USE THESE BRAIN CELLS FOR SOMETHING ELSE?

This blog has reached its all-time low now, as I've just posted a photo of Ernest on it.

God help us all.