On our nightly walk w/ the beasties, we have learned that at dinner time there is a fair amount of commotion on the deck of one house in particular on our route. Multiple generations sitting under a deck umbrella squabbling away, and today was no exception. Today, following a series of loud, static-y nooo, nooo, nooo, nooo, nooos as we were cresting the hill, we saw a woman bending over awkwardly to reach a toddler behind a chair in which a man was sitting. We glanced over long enough to note that she got no help from him or anyone else and as she lifted up the child, we overheard her ask the deathless question: Did you just pour beer on that baby?
Alrighty then. Just another night in some person's cartoon vision of North Carolina.
That is too funny. Perhaps numbingly sad, but still funny.
Posted by: Dharma | Monday, 29 May 2006 at 06:48 PM
Dharma, the Dingo had the good grace not to 1) gasp and 2) giggle. Sadly, db and I did not.
Posted by: ae | Tuesday, 30 May 2006 at 02:14 PM