Well, That Happened.

On “The West Wing”, you frequently see extras or visitors to Bartlet's White House with a badge around their neck bearing a red letter “A”. I'd imagine in the ACTUAL White House, you'd have to wear something similar – so security knows you're allowed to be there and whatnot.

The other night, we were watching the show, and Baby G asked me, “What's the red 'A' for?”

To which I replied, “Adulterer.”

This was mere hours after I was given a free set-up. During a momentary lapse of academia, Baby G actually asked me a question that was so brilliant, such a freebie, such a GUARANTEE of humor no matter HOW I answered, I had to do a double-take to make sure I'd been asked it. Ladies and Gentlemen, in your life, you will very rarely get this opportunity. This is like watching your odometer switch over from 99,999 miles to 100K. You'll laugh, or at least smirk, when thinking about what YOU would say if someone said to you:

“How do you spell 'RELIEF'?”

Of course, you know the answer.

Thinking of you all,


Jake said...

Settle an argument for Jenn & I, even though I know I'm right. Jenn actually thought this was a joke about the Rolaids commercial (spelling relief R-O-L-A-I-D-S). I informed her that not only is that not funny, there is a 0% chance that it's the first thing that comes to mind when that question is asked of anyone who was ever at any point a 9-year-old male. Tell me I'm right so we can get on with our lives. Don't make us postpone the wedding.

Baby G & Dizzle said...

Jake, I'm really sorry to break this to you, but where a loud fart would've been funnier to you or I, the Rolaids joke is the one I was after. It might be unfunny to you, but I was going for a smirk on the faces of our parents - it's a pretty old slogan. As far as real life goes, when she ACTUALLY asked me that question, I spelled "Rolaids". When am I ever going to get the chance again?

Hope the wedding is still on!


Jake said...

Wow, sorry buddy. Total F-minus on this one. You let me down BIG TIME.

Eric said...

B-L-O-W-J....oh wait. Your parents read this? In that case, never mind.