July 31, 2006

family devalues

the mother, "well, your daddy chased me. i never did like his mother."

methodone man, "you mean nana? you didn't like nana? i always loved nana. why didn't you like nana?"

the mother, "i just never liked her."

drunk son, "you shitting me? you mean you don't know?"

methodone man, "what? about nana? i always loved staying with her during the summers. what about nana?

drunk son, "why she was the town whore. while you were playing football she was fucking the sheriff in the parking lot."

methodone man, "NNNNOOOOOOoooooo, not nana"

i heard the whole conversation and it ended with a grown man crying. i shake my head, and try to shake the whole experience, but it can't be undone.

i'm thankful for my own sick twistedness, my broken home and genetic scars. i'm not perfect, not even close, but i come from good people, better people than me. no whores in my family tapestry, and now i know how very troubling that can be to account for during a family reunion.

keep your pants on, peeps, do it for your grandchildren.

Posted by shoe at July 31, 2006 09:14 PM | TrackBack

Oh my what a story- was this someone you knew Shoe? I'm thinking I missed something about the characters on the way here...

Posted by: Lisa W. at August 1, 2006 05:07 AM

kind of know them, and they are characters, but really just this jewel of conversation stood out and stuck with me. i didn't know what context to put it in so i just posted as it happened.

Posted by: shoe at August 1, 2006 06:04 AM

This stuff practically writes itself. Life!

Posted by: Elisson at August 1, 2006 07:18 AM

Even town-whores need to be loved . . .

Posted by: Oddybobo at August 1, 2006 07:32 AM

Keep your pants on, as long as they ain't like mine. Kinda pointless then...

Like Elisson said, this shit just writes itself.

Posted by: That 1 Guy at August 1, 2006 09:10 PM

She's seen a lot of dick
by Rodney Carrington

Back in 1932, in a sleazy bordello
Grandma worked her fingers to the bone
While others were baking cookies,
Grandma was selling nookie to lonely men,
so they wouldn't be alone.

They say she was the best lay,
That's how she kept the rent paid,
She's seen a lot of dick, in her day.

She's seen a lot of dick in her day.
I said miles and miles of pecker come her way.
yeah she knew 'em, hell she blew 'em
and for fifty she'd even screw 'em
Lord she's seen a lot of dick in her day...

Posted by: El Capitan at August 2, 2006 06:23 AM

Three-thousand years plus since Moses came off Mount Sinai -- and no one seems to have improved on those simple rules yet. (I said simple, not easy.)

Posted by: Bob at August 2, 2006 09:19 AM

Oh, good god! Note to self.... Aw hell. I don't even need a note.

Posted by: Richmond at August 3, 2006 12:55 PM