Misspoken

Drive-in Movie

My sister’s ex was one of those guys who aimed to impress.  From his baby blue Corvette Sting Ray to his multicolored shag carpet in his late-sixties/early-seventies “cool” apartment, he aimed to be smooth.  One night, we decided to go to the drive-in but didn’t know what was playing.  In this pre-computer era, there was just one solution to this.  He called the theater.  My sister was in the bathroom putting on her makeup and I had just arrived to pick them up; but from my location just inside the front door and hers in the bathroom, we both clearly heard him as he asked the question that quickly joined the annals of family history in the best gaffe category:  “Pardon me,” he said in his best “cool” voice.  “Can you tell me what time the next teacher farts?”

The Prompt: Uncanned Laughter—A misused word, a misremembered song lyric, a cream pie that just happened to be there: tell us about a time you (or someone else) said or did something unintentionally funny.

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About lifelessons

My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

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