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Desperate Working Mommas
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Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Nip/Tuck, Nip/Shmuck

Why one should never discuss shows about plastic surgery in front of young children:

Momma: (attempting to explain "boob job" to 6-year-old Alli) Well, the plastic surgeon slices right under a woman's boob...

Hannah: Aurrrghhh!

Tanner: Oh! Eeeew! Mom!

Momma: (persevering) --and slips this balloon full of saline right in there--

Hannah: What's saline?

T.D.: I'm not listening... la, la, la... I'm not listening...

Momma: (raising voice to be heard over "La, la la!"-ing son) --um, right under her skin, and uh, it makes her, uh, well, heh-heh, you see... it--

TGIM: It makes her boobs look bigger!

Alli: Oh...

Hannah: Well, that's stupid.

TGIM: (stifling a snort of laughter) Sorry... it's a tickle... in my throat...

Momma: (shooting Look of Death TGIM's way) Yes it is, sweetie! Absolutely!

Alli: (*ding!*) Hey! Wait!... Grandma Sue must have had one of those, right, Momma?! Her boobs are HUGE!

I have to give TGIM props for keeping a steady hand on the wheel as he wiped tears of laughter from his eyes. As for me, it took nearly 5 minutes for my violent fit of hysterical laugher to abate. The hiccoughs lasted 10.

Um, yeah. No more Nip/Tuck chats while on family car rides, I tell you what!

Oh, and sorry, Mom.

link | posted by Cat at 1:57 PM


3 Comments:
Blogger WILLIAM commented:

Classic.

» 12/07/2005 2:44 PM 
Blogger Circus Kelli commented:

LOL, aren't kids great?! :)

» 12/08/2005 8:12 AM 
Blogger Ern commented:

That's too funny!

(And I loooooove that you spelled "hiccoughs" correctly.)

» 12/08/2005 11:58 AM 

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