I Think My Gene-Pool Needs Chlorine!

This is an older story, but I need to post it here to get it out of my head, kinda like a bad 70's song! The frightening part of this is I share genes with these people. I don't know what happened. maybe I am just like this and just never knew it before.

The story starts long ago, when my oldest daughter was about 12-13. She actually was walking through the house, with a wireless phone and an open phone book. She came to the living room where my wife and I were watching a program on T.V. and politely asked, "How do you spell Y.M.C.A.?" I was floored. After I stopped laughing, I helped her find it in the phone book. I laughed secretly about it for years afterward.

Fast-forward 12 years. My son is making his Christmas list for Grandma. He wants a Nintendo D.S. He walks into the room where my wife and I were sitting and talking about whatever, and.... OK, I know you see this coming, but wait for it...... He calmly asks us, "How do you spell D.S.?"

Have you stopped laughing yet? It gets more interesting. A few years later, we were out for Sunday dinner, and my son, who loves to antagonize his older sister, made a statement about the Y.M.C.A. incident. She retaliated with the D.S. incident and continued on to inform him just how stupid he was because he couldn't spell a two letter word. Without hesitating, my wife, gotta love her, interjects to my daughter, "I don't know why you're getting onto him, you couldn't even spell a three letter word!" MYSTERY SOLVED!

My youngest daughter is a straight A student, like me. She is on Honor Roll, like me! Maybe it isn't my side after all. Then I look at the rest of my family; mom, dad, sister, cousins, aunts, uncles; and start to wonder. Maybe it IS me!

By the way, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, MOM & DAD!  My parents have been married 52 years today. They are also the poster-children for determining how long a couple has been married, by how the fight in public! My folks are the ones you see on each side of the upper deck of the Mall, yelling obscenities and profanities at each other across the opening to the floors below!

Later.