My father's parents came over for dinner tonight. I felt a little uncomfortable after the following conversational tidbits:
[about a Brazilian painter we know]
Mom: "He fired everyone in the gallery."
Dad: "Almost everyone. [He fixes me with a serious look] He kept two Latins."
[about the quality of Walmarts pants v. Brooks Brothers pants]
Grandpa: "The only difference is which Oriental makes them."
[continuing the pants argument]
Dad: Well, it's not the fabric, but the stitching, the quality of the seams-it'll last longer. But who knows how long you're going to last? [Dad, Grandma, and Grandpa all laugh uproariously. I blink.]
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I'll agree with your grandfather to some extent, but it also has to do with the quality of fabric.
lol come on, I love that last one!
And rips... no.
Bitch, if I had known it was ok to laugh at that, I would've. I was just so stunned to 1) see my dad joke about death with his parents and 2) see his parents laugh about it.
And Rips, we know you're racist. Too bad you live somewhere where only white people exist. Nobody to spit on.
Have you seen my basketball team?
Well written article.
Nice try, Noel Insurance. I SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOUR FLATTERY.
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