Friday, July 4, 2008

Brain Bleach

If anyone knows where I can pick up a gallon of brain bleach in the Catskills, please contact me ASAP. Because we are up here, at my parents' dacha, to celebrate my daughter's 10th birthday. When my husband woke up, papa wished him a happy birthday. And when husbandrinka said that it wasn't his birthday, papa said "well, as the inseminator, you have something to celebrate as well." As my husband tried to pretend that he did not hear it, and as I was reaching for the vomit basin that I keep at arm's length for just such an occassion, papa continued: "And I bet that you were a willing participant at that."

Let us agree that we do not ever want our parents making any kind of refence to anyone having sex. Amen.

2 Comments:

Anonymous sdl said...

Umm, ewww. But happy birthday to Mademoiselle Marinka! May they set off many wonderful fireworks in her honor, and may they not freak out anyone's dogs like my dog will be freaking out this evening.

July 4, 2008 at 7:44 PM  
Anonymous Kristine said...

Oh, man, yeah, no sex talk from the parents - regarding either us or them is welcome in my book.

(I'm just catching up, so belated happy birthday to your daughter!

July 7, 2008 at 1:52 PM  

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