In response to my previous post, Mom came home last night wanting some clarification about a joke she'd heard:
"Q: How do you get an elephant to cross a highway?
A: There's no f'ing way."
(pause.)
"Mom, the only joke I know like that is something along the lines of
Q: How do you spell way with an f?
A: There's no f in way."
"Yes! Yes! That's it!"
Immediately following she realized that I would post what had just transpired and hung her head in embarrassment.
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I would like to comment on your persistent use of your mother as fodder for your blog. True, she is a fascinating woman, and true this is much more therapeutic and cost efficient than most therapy, and so I would like to applaud said use of the "crazy bean." Carry on.
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