Saturday, 30 March 2013

Knuckle Down

Father (trying to teach my mother how to drink from a waterbottle without touching the rim): It's easy. Just rest your thumb knuckle on your chin and pour, and then you have all the control you could want.

Mother (attempting to do so): Okay

Mother suddenly discovers she has no knuckle. We inspect her and true enough, she has no visible thumb knuckle. How? Why? What?

Father: You're deformed.

Me: Quasimodo. (A pause.) But we love you anyway. 

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