Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Gently Rise and Softly Call

My mother, the minister-

Moi: Ma, I get off work early today.

Mother: That's great! Should we par-tay?

Moi: Partay?

Mother: Yeah, let's partay. Let's go out for drinks.

Moi: I don't want to drink with you. You can't handle your liquor.

Mother: Sure I can. I was just acting that last time. Come on, mother and daughter. It'll be your first time at a bar, right?

Moi: Of course it's not my first time.

Mother: No? So the truth comes out at last!

Moi: What truth, woman? I've told you so many stories set in bars.

Mother: But that was just beer, right? Beer doesn't count.

She ended up spending a quiet evening at home.

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