Putting the pussy on a pedestal
Breakfast at Mom’s was good yesterday. Waffles, English muffins, bacon, eggs… I stole a piece of Eddie’s bacon because he and Brian each at a bunch of it, leaving the rest of us to have about 2 pieces each. Silly men. After breakfast we went and got our haircut and discussed potential colors for me. The woman who usually does mine said that if I ever want to go back to black again, she’ll do it for a graduation gift, since I mentioned that aside from my bright red the blue-black was my favorite color.
Today we’re going back down to mom’s house because my aunt is up from Florida and will be leaving tomorrow morning and taking one of my uncles back with her. thankfully there’s football on today, my grandmother was quite miffed that we watched 40 Yeal Old Virgin without her. We tried to explain that she probably wouldn’t like it, but told her that we’d leave it over there so they could al watch it again. Everyone also said that if she was going to watch it then none of us were going to make eye-contact with her or explain the jokes to her. Because really, does anyone want to explain alligator fuckhouse or rusty trombone to their grandmother? And how many people want to look her in the eye after watching Steve Carell walk around with his morning wood?
Tags: 40yearold, family, family, grandmother, movies, movies, virgin
January 22nd, 2006 at 11:54 am
Ya know, you have to have the coolest grandma ever if she actually wants to watch the movie even after hearing the title.
January 22nd, 2006 at 9:06 pm
What’s impressive is that she not only wants to watch it, but most likely will sit there next weekend, watch it with us, and laugh at the jokes more than any of us. That’s exactly what she did a couple of years ago when we’d rented Van Wilder and watched it over there. The part where they jack off the dog into the patries? She laughed first.