Family Conversation
The Family, Papa , Mama , Brian, and Christy in the car on their way to Golden Spoon for dessert after dinner. Brian and Christy in the back seat, their parents up front.
Brian: I don't like living here. It's like... if I can make an analogy between cardiovascular health and spiritual health, living here clogs my arteries.
Christy: Living HERE? ... yeah.
Papa : It's all a state of mind.
Brian: (mutters something about the obvious relativity of the value of place to the beholder, then trails off)
Mama : (to Papa ) You know... this place only has Frozen Yogurt.
Brian: (starts laughing)
Mama : I guessed I'd better tell you before we got there...
Christy: He doesn't like frozen yogurt?
Brian: (still laughing) No, he doesn't like any kind of yogurt.
Mama : ... and you'd see the sign and figure it out eventually...
Christy: Not any kind of yogurt?
Mama : We can go to Walmart and get ice cream for you if you want.
Papa : No... that's ok, I don't need anything.
Mama : It doesn't really taste anything like yogurt.
Christy: It really doesn't.
Mama : It's just a state of mind.
Brian: (upgrades laughter to hysterical)
Papa : No, it's not a state of mind. That's why they call it frozen YOGURT.
Mama : (as they pull up into the shopping complex) Oh, look honey, there's a Subway if you want that.
Papa : ...
(They proceed into Golden Spoon where Mama forces Papa to get something while Brian and Christy laugh behind their backs)
(later outside)
Papa : This tastes like yogurt.
Brian: I don't like living here. It's like... if I can make an analogy between cardiovascular health and spiritual health, living here clogs my arteries.
Christy: Living HERE? ... yeah.
Papa : It's all a state of mind.
Brian: (mutters something about the obvious relativity of the value of place to the beholder, then trails off)
Mama : (to Papa ) You know... this place only has Frozen Yogurt.
Brian: (starts laughing)
Mama : I guessed I'd better tell you before we got there...
Christy: He doesn't like frozen yogurt?
Brian: (still laughing) No, he doesn't like any kind of yogurt.
Mama : ... and you'd see the sign and figure it out eventually...
Christy: Not any kind of yogurt?
Mama : We can go to Walmart and get ice cream for you if you want.
Papa : No... that's ok, I don't need anything.
Mama : It doesn't really taste anything like yogurt.
Christy: It really doesn't.
Mama : It's just a state of mind.
Brian: (upgrades laughter to hysterical)
Papa : No, it's not a state of mind. That's why they call it frozen YOGURT.
Mama : (as they pull up into the shopping complex) Oh, look honey, there's a Subway if you want that.
Papa : ...
(They proceed into Golden Spoon where Mama forces Papa to get something while Brian and Christy laugh behind their backs)
(later outside)
Papa : This tastes like yogurt.

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