I have some rather hilarious conversations with a certain 90-year-old I love. You have to imagine a really thick Southern accent and her talking REALLY LOUD, as if I wrote her part in all caps. I won't, but let's say I did....
Her: Whirur dey from?
Me: Chechnya
Her: I don't know whir dat is...
Me: Near Russia
Her: Ya know dat cerazy feller dat mailed the poison to dat Miss'sippi senator an' Ohbama (rhymes with Alabama)? Dey a'rested him, sounds crazy as a loon...dey said on the tee vee dat dose boys er from Georgia ya reckon dey all did it together?
Me: They're not from that Georgia. They mean the Georgia near Russia.
Her: I can't make out their name in the writin on the tee vee do ya know what it is?
Me: It's Russian...hard to spell.
Her: What's it start with?
Me: T
Her:.... den what?
Me: S
Her: .... AND?
Me: A???
Her: ... what else????
Me: It's Russian, I can't spell it when I'm not looking at it!!!
Her: Well whirur dey from?
Me: Chechnya
Her: I don't know whir dat is...
Me: Near Russia
Her: You said dat bu I still don know whir that is...but dose boys mus be gone crazy or sumpin.
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Sounds like a comedy routine. But in many ways it is probably better that she is confused - she doesn't need to have to deal with all that tragedy. We are all so glad to see it coming to an end (hopefully).
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Oh, she knows exactly what's going on...she's just a little fuzzy on some of the details!
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