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November 16, 2005
The Thinking Fool and His Dad Go to Vegas: Chapter II, Discomfort Can Be a Wonderful Thing
Picture it, a little drug store inside the Paris hotel, Las Vegas, Nevada. The Fool is relieved that he has finally located a store that sells gum (a much harder task than you’d think). The Fool’s father joins him in the store and says, “If they have one of those little blackjack cards that tells you when to double down, I’d like one.” The Fool quickly locates one of those cards in addition to a pack of sugarless gum and takes his place in line. Two people stand between the Fool and the cashier – they are a middle aged couple. The man’s hair - a silver crew cut - gives off the impression that he spent time in the military. The Fool has no doubt that the man and his wife are from a conservative state in the Midwest.
Thinking Fool: (In the most feminine voice he can muster) Hey, do we need any K-Y Jelly?
The conservative man's head slowly turns. When his eyes see the Fool and the Fool’s father – two males separated in age by thirty-four years – the man’s face contorts into an expression of pure disgust. That's enough to send Papa Fool over the edge. He doubles over in hysterical laughter. The Thinking Fool tries to keep a straight face - he desperately wants to make a follow-up comment, but due to laughter’s contagious qualities, he finds it impossible to maintain his composure. The gag is up. It is only then that the Midwesterner realizes that the Fool and his dad are just that – father and son.
Midwesterner: Hey, fellas, it's okay. What happens in Vegas is supposed to stay in Vegas.
For some reason, the Midwesterner's words make Papa Fool laugh even harder.
When they finally leave the store, the Thinking Fool turns to his father.
Thinking Fool: Was he really disgusted?
Thinking Fool's Dad: More than you can possibly imagine.
Coupled with the free cab ride, the weekend is going quite well.
Comments
I like the father-son teamwork there. ;)
Posted by: Marshall at November 16, 2005 02:41 PM
Hi-larious.
Posted by: mbnovak at November 16, 2005 06:17 PM
At least your dad has a sense of humor.
Posted by: The Attractive Nuisance at November 16, 2005 11:07 PM
Also, is the word not "discomfort" anymore?
Posted by: The Attractive Nuisance at November 16, 2005 11:08 PM
The word IS "discomfort!" Thanks for the catch. I changed the title so I wouldn't look like as big an idiot. I'm afraid that at times, I'm as proficient with the English language as our fearless president.
Posted by: Fool at November 17, 2005 12:44 AM
But you're better at strategery.
Posted by: The Attractive Nuisance at November 17, 2005 08:31 PM
