mine -- black friday, we went to a trifecta of shopping black holes, black all for different reasons: best buy, bed bath and beyond, and finally... kmart (yes, they still exist).
at kmart, we immediately let grandma loose, equipped with shopping cart, which doubles as useless shit basket and old lady crutch. she praises us for letting her go it alone: "you guys go along now. you always rush, rush, rush!" so we go along now, for a whole 40 minutes or so. wandering up and down aisles. ugh.
while in the mens' clothing section, my mom perfunctorily picks up some pajama pants, presumably for my little brother -- red with candy canes. "these are cute!" she exudes. "yes, cuuuute!" i perfunctorily exude.
plop, into the shopping cart.
maybe ... 8ish? hours later, we are sitting down to watch Fred Clause. Mom is talking to Josh (my little brother). she looks at him strangely. no, she's looking at his new pajama pants strangely. she squints and puts her face closer to them. finally she says, "damnit. that's what i get for never reading the fine print." confused, i get closer to read the fine print. It says, as innumerably as the candy cane prints all over the pants: "Wanna Lick?"
hahaha. i don't think he's going to be allowed to wear them again.
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