Last Friday one of my friends asked if I was going to go to a departmental party. I told him that I wasn't because I'd forgotten about it, and had already told some people I'd meet up with them.
Friend: Oh really? Who?
Me: Your mom. We're going to hook up later.
Friend: You obviously haven't seen my mom. I'll show you some pictures and we'll put an end to this business right now.
Me: Maybe, but she'd be fine after a few drinks.
Later in the evening, once the departmental party was winding down, he texted my other friend to see if we were still out.
Text 1: Who's there?
Text 2 (a few seconds later): Not my mom.
My friend's text back: Your sister and your wife.
He showed up a few minutes later:
Friend 1: Where's everybody at? I was expecting a family reunion.
Me: They just left.
Friend 2: They needed to go clean up.
Friend 1: I hate you guys.
A few minutes later, Friend 2 leaned over and whispered to me, "I changed your name in the contacts list in my phone. Now it says [Friend 1]'s Mom. Text me something foul."
So I did.
He showed it to Friend 1.
The look on his face was priceless.
Showing posts with label your mom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label your mom. Show all posts
Monday, February 01, 2010
Sunday, December 07, 2008
Stacy, can I come over after school? We can hang around by the pool.
Tomorrow morning I'm going to Mr M's school for a parent-teacher conference. Friday he brought home a note from his teacher. It read:
"Appropriate Dress Attire For Parent Volunteers/Visitors
When volunteering/visiting at [School's Name], parents are expected to wear attire that reflects the boundaries outlined in the [School's] Dress Regulation for students. We ask that parents do not wear spaghetti straps, shorts or skirts that are shorter than fingertip length, or clothing that exposes the midriff and/or the chest area."
The fact that they send this note home tells me they've had trouble with parents showing up in inappropriate attire. This being Vegas, I can only assume there are strippers with children at the school. Seriously, I have got to meet some of the other students' mothers.
"Appropriate Dress Attire For Parent Volunteers/Visitors
When volunteering/visiting at [School's Name], parents are expected to wear attire that reflects the boundaries outlined in the [School's] Dress Regulation for students. We ask that parents do not wear spaghetti straps, shorts or skirts that are shorter than fingertip length, or clothing that exposes the midriff and/or the chest area."
The fact that they send this note home tells me they've had trouble with parents showing up in inappropriate attire. This being Vegas, I can only assume there are strippers with children at the school. Seriously, I have got to meet some of the other students' mothers.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
It's nothing personal, you saw to that, you're just a person who does her best work on her back
I've mentioned before how answering a question with the words "Your mom" can sometimes get a person in trouble. I don't care. I still say it because it's funny. It's one of those things I'll probably be saying when I'm 80.
That said, I recently had another instance where it could've gotten me into trouble. It didn't, but it could've.
My kids' step-dad: You get all that for the low, low price of twenty-five cents.
Togers: Wait. What only costs twenty-five cents?
Me: Your mom.
I have to say that nothing beats implying that your ex-wife is a cheap whore in front of your children**, your ex-wife and her husband, and getting laughs from everybody.
*This just happens to be the song stuck in my head right now, so it's not meant to be a statement about my ex.
**Not that they'd understand the implication.
That said, I recently had another instance where it could've gotten me into trouble. It didn't, but it could've.
My kids' step-dad: You get all that for the low, low price of twenty-five cents.
Togers: Wait. What only costs twenty-five cents?
Me: Your mom.
I have to say that nothing beats implying that your ex-wife is a cheap whore in front of your children**, your ex-wife and her husband, and getting laughs from everybody.
*This just happens to be the song stuck in my head right now, so it's not meant to be a statement about my ex.
**Not that they'd understand the implication.
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