Mom: What's this?
Me: That's my Reason magazine.
Mom: What's it about?
Me: It's sort of like the official Libertarian magazine.
Mom: Aren't those like Communists?
Me: Mom, you just called me a Communist.
Mom: Well, aren't you?
Me: Yes, Mom. Yes. I'm a Communist. My Korean War-veteran father is currently spinning in his grave, he's so proud of his little Commie daughter. In fact, I'm thinking of changing Bubba's name to Vladimir Lenin. And I've decided to re-decorate in a hammer/sickle theme. Lots of reds*. Paging Senator McCarthy! Line 1, please! We've got a Communist housewife in Georgia!
Sigh
*Pardon the pun.
11 December 2008
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9 comments:
Funny!
Aww. Poor mom. When you're not pulling your hair out, you have to feel bad that she doesn't understand the difference.
I don't know why, but I never realized they had actual print publications. I think I need to squirrel that away for the future - my commie bastard husband would love to get that in the mail.
I think you should get your mom a subscription of that magazine for Christmas!
Oh I can so relate. Here's the one I get, "You just want to legalize pot don't you?"
just thank god she didn't find your copy of Playpoet .... then you'd have some 'splainin to do
Hahaha. Commie.
I'm a communist.
Well, a socialist, but that didn't work as well for this particular comment.
No wonder we get along so well.
Sigh indeed.
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