I called Popi yesterday.
I asked him “Did you have fun last weekend?”
He said, “I had fun with your maaa.”
“Oh really,” I said, “What did you do?”
Popi replied, “I don’t think you really want to know that.”
And then – because I was clueing into something gross – I threw up in my mouth a little.
I wanted to hang up, the innuendo being more than this innocent could bear. But instead, I bucked up, stuck it out, and stayed connected.
Know why?
Because I am an adult. And I can talk about adult things.
Hee.
Besides, I guess drinking herbal tea and studying organic tomatoes, isn’t so bad.
… Because that’s what Popi was referring to when he said he had fun with Maaa, right?
RIGHT?!
Parents can only have fun doing garden planning.
It says that in the Bible somewhere.
I’m sure of it.
Really, don’t look it up.
There’s no need to argue this one.
Please don’t argue this one.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to leave some change for the tooth fairy, brush my unicorn’s long flowing mane, and find Peter Pan –we’re lunching at the Neverland Café and Baked Beanery.
Yeah, it’s pretty gross to think about your parents getting it on. You’d like to think the last time they did it was when they made the youngest kid in the family. Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrright!
You’ll definately get no argument from me on this one. Cute post.
Wow, you must have a seriously horrible DMO if you’re the one leaving money for the tooth fairy!
Yeah, that image conjured in the mind of old, wrinkled bodies entwined in the act of conjugation used to be gross to me too. That is, until I got older and aquired some wrinkles. Here’s a tip for you kids; It only gets better! Practice, practice, practice! We’re getting older, loving each other more, and we ain’t dead yet.
I’d think of something witty to say, but it’s awfully hard to type here in the back of my closet with a blanket over my head listening to the lambs scream.
Dima – Ew. Using “parents” + “getting it on” in the same sentence should be a crime. The punishment? Washing your mouth out with like 100 bars of soap.
gary – you’re so very kind.
Manuel – LOL! My DMO is *the worst*. Funny I think my DMO is actually your DMO too. Sucker.
Popi – TMI TMI TMI!!!!!
Cze-Johnson Carrie – I’ve been there, done that honey. One time I had the misfortune of accidently seeing one of my friend’s uncles naked. He was old. And very wrinkley. I hid in gf’s closet for about an hour and a half until she came looking for me.
Seeing the nekkid uncle was *almost* as bad as reading Popi’s comment above. AUGGGHHHH!
My fear is that your father has used “drinking herbal tea” and “studying organic tomatoes” as code for something much less PG! Now I’m off to ride my dinosaur to storybook world.
oh my. i totally agree with you!
p.s. i am new here, from a comment you left on my site. and i think i like you!
Phineas – EW, I’ll never be able to drink my organic, licorice yogi tea again.
Sarconimical – Hey girly!