Breakfast
Saturday morning, 8:00AM.
Me: "Okay, Mom, let's go get some pancakes."
Mom: [excited] "Are we going to IHOP?"
Me: "No, someplace better, called Stacks."
Mom: [incredulously] "Better than IHOP???!!"
Me: [shaking head] "I can't believe you think IHOP is the pinnacle for pancakes."
[Update: she liked Stacks, but didn't think it was significantly better than IHOP.]
Not sweet smelling by any name
Mom: "What smells? Something smells really bad."
Me: [finally noticing a smell]
Mom: "It's a skunk, be careful!"
Me: "Uh, Mom, I think that's m*rijuana."
Mom: "In the daytime?"
Saturday morning, 8:00AM.
Me: "Okay, Mom, let's go get some pancakes."
Mom: [excited] "Are we going to IHOP?"
Me: "No, someplace better, called Stacks."
Mom: [incredulously] "Better than IHOP???!!"
Me: [shaking head] "I can't believe you think IHOP is the pinnacle for pancakes."
[Update: she liked Stacks, but didn't think it was significantly better than IHOP.]
Not sweet smelling by any name
Mom: "What smells? Something smells really bad."
Me: [finally noticing a smell]
Mom: "It's a skunk, be careful!"
Me: "Uh, Mom, I think that's m*rijuana."
Mom: "In the daytime?"
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