Strange Family Conversation V29 March, 2008
My family, from back when I was a little kid, liked word games. My wife and kids are also good punners and have fun with words. One of the games we all like is a game of mild mispronunciation and misunderstandings. Yesterday, on a trip out to Clarion (231 miles one way), the following conversation occured betwen my son and I:
“Wow, Dad, how’d we get to Iowa?” he asked.
I looked at the exit sign for Dubois, and said, “That’s Dubuque, you putz.”
He said, “I thought that was a college in Pittsburg.”
I said, “That’s Duquesne.”
He said, “I thought that’s what old people used when their legs were week?”
I said, “That’s a cane.”
He said, “Wait, isn’t that a walker?”
I said, “No, that’s what old people call a frying pan.”
He started to say something, and stopped. He started again, and stopped. Then he said, “You win.”
Not often that I win. I’ll take it.