No, it's not a pun on "relative"!
Welp, U can't say I didn't warn U. As I was fastening my seatbelt, just B4 Dad drove me an' Dixie home following my recent visit w/Gramps and Iris, Dad (wearing that uggo driving cap of his) was all, "How's yr Grandpa?" Instead of saying, "How 'bout U come up sometime and find out 4 yrself," I sed, "Fine. But he sleeps a lot. Iris sez he's depressed and tends 2 live in the past." After I finished fastening my belt and Dad started driving, I added, "I guess I can understand. Sumtimes, U guys talk abt, U know.... 'the good old days'. U talk abt driving a Plymouth, jiving, bobby sox, Elvis..." Dad interrupted me w/"W8 a minute! Elvis is not OLD! Charlie Chaplin is old. Flappers R old. A Model T Ford is old...." And as Dad sat there w/his mouth gaping over, mayB mulling over the horror of realizing that his cultural references R old, I thot, "I guess 'old' is relative!!"
And B4 U jump 2 certain conclusions just cuz I'm a Patterson, no, that was not a pun cuz Dad is my relative ("a person who is connected with another or others by blood or marriage"). I was only using the word in THIS sense: "Considered in comparison with something else: the relative quiet of the suburbs."
Apes
And B4 U jump 2 certain conclusions just cuz I'm a Patterson, no, that was not a pun cuz Dad is my relative ("a person who is connected with another or others by blood or marriage"). I was only using the word in THIS sense: "Considered in comparison with something else: the relative quiet of the suburbs."
Apes
Labels: Dad, Gramps, Iris, stoopidity
4 Comments:
At 7:53 AM, DreadedCandiru2 said…
At least it's just your dad ranting. Your mom would be flapping and honking about how Elvis couldn't wash Bobby Curtoa's socks, Mike would get all huffy and snarl bout how Elvis died on purpose so as to steal his spotlight and Liz would accuse you of trying to make her feel bad about Grandpa Jasper's harmonium.
At 8:30 AM, April Patterson said…
lol, did bobby curtola wear bobby sox?
apes
At 9:46 AM, DreadedCandiru2 said…
I wish I knew. Or cared. Anyhow, at least you don't have to listen to your 'friends' tell you how 'lucky' you are that your granddad is just sick and not dead. Yet. We both know the second you open your mouth to complain about anything, some jerk who doesn't want to feel bad will turn it around on you.
At 11:00 AM, April Patterson said…
yeah, i've gotten so i'm afraid 2, like, vent 2 almost ne1 i know. tho jeremy's cube abt that. he doesn't try 2 make me feel bad cuz i need 2 b complainy every now and then.
apes
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