My friend MF is one of those people who is under-the-radar funny. She is not outwardly a clown or an attention-seeker, but every once in a while she drops these little "bombs" of wit that put me over the edge. Last night we were sitting around a table at Half King, annoyed that Kendrick the astrology guy had left before we got there and someone looks at their watch and says, "Jeeze, it's 10:50." Meaning: it's 10:50 and that's kinda late for a Sunday. So everyone else agreed and sort of mumbled "10:50? Yikes" and such under their breath and then it was silent for a good seven seconds or so until MF said, in a very low and creepy voice, "Do you know where your children are?"
Monday, May 10, 2010
PSA
My friend MF is one of those people who is under-the-radar funny. She is not outwardly a clown or an attention-seeker, but every once in a while she drops these little "bombs" of wit that put me over the edge. Last night we were sitting around a table at Half King, annoyed that Kendrick the astrology guy had left before we got there and someone looks at their watch and says, "Jeeze, it's 10:50." Meaning: it's 10:50 and that's kinda late for a Sunday. So everyone else agreed and sort of mumbled "10:50? Yikes" and such under their breath and then it was silent for a good seven seconds or so until MF said, in a very low and creepy voice, "Do you know where your children are?"
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