I was vacuuming the living room. With-a-Why, my ninth grader, was doing his homework and talking to me at the same time.
“What’s your favorite comic strip?” he asked.
“Peanuts!” I yelled over the sound of the vacuum cleaner.
“What?” he said. His voice sounded horrified.
“Peanuts!” I yelled even louder.
I turned the vacuum cleaner off and looked at him. He looked, hurriedly, down at his paper with kind of an embarrassed expression.
“Are you too young to remember Charles Schulz?”
“Oh, that's what you meant.”
“What did you think I said?”
“Uh, never mind.”
12 comments:
Teehee.
My favorite, too.
this made me SHOUT with laughter. My assistant came running..
Perfect start to the day. thanks, babe.
;-D
Bwahahahahaha!!!
Hahahahahaha! Love it!
I don't get it. I'm so dense, ha ha, and yes I know what that comic strip is.
*laughing*
I had a similar misunderstanding once when someone was trying to talk to me about a pianist.
Hee! I had a feeling that was what he thought--one day when she was about 3, MG came home from daycare and announced to us that "boys have peanuts," and I've never thought about peanuts (the food or the comic strip) the same way since.
It's good to know the classics are still around-- and I'm not talking about Charles Schultz.
Oh, okay, just got it, like two days later, ha ha.
HAHAHAHAHAA! I laughed so loud my daughter came running and is standing behind me saying, "What? What? WHAT?"
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