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Today I had to explain to my mother what The Shocker was (and I'm not talking about the Spider-Man villain).
I called her to see how her first dose of Chemo went today, and partway through the conversation, she drops this one me:
Mom: I think I saw an ASL related bumper sticker today. It had the index, middle, and pinkie fingers up, and the ring finger was tucked down by the thumb. You know what that means?
Me: .....That's..... that's not ASL, Mom.
Mom: Oh, well, what is it then?
Me: I, ah, I'd rather not explain.
Mom: Oh, go ahead.
Me: Okay well..... how do I put this inoffensively?
Mom: Just tell me, it can't be that bad.
Me: Well, okay. That's called The Shocker. It's um..... well, if somebody's fooling around with a girl, they can do that..... the two fingers get jammed up their..... hoohah, and I'm sure you can figure out the rest.
Mom: Oh, well..... I see.
Me: Yeah. See why I didn't really want to explain?
God, that was awkward. Especially since I worded it like I was talking to a third-grader. Oh Mom.
I called her to see how her first dose of Chemo went today, and partway through the conversation, she drops this one me:
Mom: I think I saw an ASL related bumper sticker today. It had the index, middle, and pinkie fingers up, and the ring finger was tucked down by the thumb. You know what that means?
Me: .....That's..... that's not ASL, Mom.
Mom: Oh, well, what is it then?
Me: I, ah, I'd rather not explain.
Mom: Oh, go ahead.
Me: Okay well..... how do I put this inoffensively?
Mom: Just tell me, it can't be that bad.
Me: Well, okay. That's called The Shocker. It's um..... well, if somebody's fooling around with a girl, they can do that..... the two fingers get jammed up their..... hoohah, and I'm sure you can figure out the rest.
Mom: Oh, well..... I see.
Me: Yeah. See why I didn't really want to explain?
God, that was awkward. Especially since I worded it like I was talking to a third-grader. Oh Mom.