As you get older, your relationship with your parents changes. They tell you stuff you don’t really wanna hear, but they also tell you stuff that is really useful. Similarly, you tell them stuff they don’t really wanna hear either. Not sure if anything is really useful though.
So today, I find myself at the basin cleaning up after finishing my dinner and my mom is telling me about matchmaking some guy with an ex-colleague:
“But this guy is very skinny you know. Not very tall either. The slender kind. Will XXXXX like or not?”
Hmm. Yes. XXXXX is quite tall and pretty voluptuous.
“That might be a problem,” I said.
Pause.
“But he might have a big dick.”
I burst out laughing as my mom asks me how I want her to kill me.
5 responses so far ↓
Hashbrown // November 7, 2009 at 10:08 pm |
HAHAHAHA:D I honestly LOL here!
Damn funny!
PY // November 7, 2009 at 11:50 pm |
:D
FallenAngel // November 8, 2009 at 6:04 pm |
your dear mum said THAT?
PY // November 8, 2009 at 6:19 pm |
uncle. your close reading is failz. i said the last sentence. she said she wanted to kill me.
ting // November 24, 2009 at 9:57 pm |
hehehe.