Huh? Wha?
Actual mother/daugher conversations:
Mom: Don't drive a black car, ok?
Daughter: Umm... why?
M: My friend went to a psychic that told her to stay away from black cars because she foresaw an accident in a black car.
D: We have 2 black cars.
M: I thought they were blue!
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D: I may switch jobs and end up working downtown. (Ottawa)
M: You wouldn't work downtown would you???
D: Why not?
M: With all the terrorism??
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M: I'm nervous about you going to Cuba next month.
D: Why, because I'm pregant?
M: Yes, people down there are very poor and babies can be sold for a lot of money!
D: Are you suggesting that people might take out my baby and sell it?
M: Or keep you prisoner until it's born.
(I love this one, because it's not the flight, or the risk of disease, or the potential sketchy political situation. It's baby snatchers.)
Mom: Don't drive a black car, ok?
Daughter: Umm... why?
M: My friend went to a psychic that told her to stay away from black cars because she foresaw an accident in a black car.
D: We have 2 black cars.
M: I thought they were blue!
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D: I may switch jobs and end up working downtown. (Ottawa)
M
D: Why not?
M: With all the terrorism??
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M: I'm nervous about you going to Cuba next month.
D: Why, because I'm pregant?
M: Yes, people down there are very poor and babies can be sold for a lot of money!
D: Are you suggesting that people might take out my baby and sell it?
M: Or keep you prisoner until it's born.
(I love this one, because it's not the flight, or the risk of disease, or the potential sketchy political situation. It's baby snatchers.)
4 Comments:
Where on earth did you hear these?
Sounds like my aunt the mad cow, who told me that because I went for a run every morning I was in Cuba I deserved to be raped and killed. Luckily I didn't run into any baby sellers. Bizarre.
Serously where DID you here these???
So, I see you've met my mother.
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