They are the source of so much joy, so much pain, so much...laughter? Ah yes, laughter. The only thing sillier than a dog in costume
is a man in plainclothes, speaking honestly and genuinely.
Allow me to illustrate:
A couple of weeks ago BB and I were in a cab when a commercial with Kanye West came on. This led to us having a discussion about his new diamond teeth and me pulling out my soapbox and proclaiming that it was ridiculous and embarrassing that he has that much money to spend on anything...and if he IS going to spend it, it should be to help out those less fortunate. BB countered my argument saying that Kanye is a great guy and he's SURE that he donates lots of money. He probably just does it unanimously. I sat for a second in quiet and then repeated what he said. "Unanimously," I asked? "As in...he takes a vote and everyone has to agree on which charity he donates to? Or ANONYMOUSLY...as in he does it without getting any recognition?" BB did not laugh as hard at my joke as I did.
(It's unanimous...he looks like an idiot)
Last night I was on the phone with a friend whose boyfriend speaks English as his second language. Unlike BB, he has a legitimate excuse to mix up words. This, however, has never stopped us from mercilessly cracking up at him both to his face and behind his back. So the other night she and her Eastern Block Beau were in a cab that was stuck in traffic. As she groaned, he explained that the delay was probably from a juggernaut. "What???" she said. "The juggernaut, up ahead," he answered. "If by 'juggernaut' you're referring to the villainous cartoon character from the Xmen franchise, then yes...I would imagine him showing up in midtown Manhattan would create QUITE the stir," she retorted. What Eastern Block Beau meeeeaaaant to say was the word "bottleneck". However, he argued the whole ride that she was wrong and made her provide him with official definitions of both words. Much to his chagrin...
(This guy can't catch a break anywhere he goes)
And finally, while I was laughing on the phone last night another friend was laughing on her floor. After spending the afternoon with her British mother-in-law seeing The Lion King on Broadway, she came home and told her husband about it. Being British and growing up in other European countries, he is wholly unfamiliar with the magic of Disney movies. This is an excerpt of their actual conversation:
Twin 2: At the end of the show the cast told the audience about this charity that they're raising money for to fight AIDS in Africa and encouraged people to donate on the way out. I donated $20 and they said that was enough to get my picture taken with Rafiki!
Hubby: What's a Rafiki?
Twin 2: It's the monkey.
Hubby: The monkey that started AIDS??
And yes, he was quite serious.
(Is there something you'd like to share, Rafiki?)
