Last summer, my father went almost completely deaf in his right ear.
Sitting around the table at Chez Panisse, a fancy Bay Area restaurant. The players: me, my mother and father; I'm talking to my mom. My father puts his hearing aid in.
Father: "Wow! I can hear you now!"
Me (derisively): "Guess that means we have to stop calling you the N-word, then, since you can hear us."
Father: "What?"
Me (slightly louder): "The N-word."
Father: "The what?"
Mother (loudly): "The N-word!"
Father: "The what word?"
Mother (bellowing): "Nigger!"
Every head in the restaurant snaps towards us.
Father: "Oh."
Hahahahaha...I love you and your whole family!
Mike | November 30, 2005 9:14 PMIt's my left ear. Both you your mother have trouble telling left from right.
Your Father | November 20, 2005 4:48 PMDamn, your Dad sure is uppity.
k | November 18, 2005 3:24 PMDamn, your dad sure it uppity.
k | November 18, 2005 3:23 PMLOL IRL
Tessa | November 18, 2005 12:51 PMHow cunning of your father. Did I use the word cunning correctly?
bright lights bda | November 14, 2005 10:14 AM