Why Harry Reid is Nevada's senator, and not my great-uncle
Yesterday, while we were discussing the issues of the day, my G-U offered up this little chestnut on illegal immigration:
The government needs to build two fences -- one at the border, and one a little ways in on our side. Then, fill in the breach with land mines.
Also during our conversation, he dropped the words "woman" and "jugs" into the same sentence and told a somewhat off-color joke (admittedly funny) about a limbless guy at the beach.
But before you say my eightysomething G-U is totally uncool, he also mentioned that he and the wife recently watched Knocked Up, which they found "funny enough."
(Btw, "the wife" -- Janice -- stayed at home. Since she is nearly blind, daughter Marlene came down from Alaska to mommysit. And in the interest of equal sibling time, their other daughter Cecilia lives in Oakland.)
The government needs to build two fences -- one at the border, and one a little ways in on our side. Then, fill in the breach with land mines.
Also during our conversation, he dropped the words "woman" and "jugs" into the same sentence and told a somewhat off-color joke (admittedly funny) about a limbless guy at the beach.
But before you say my eightysomething G-U is totally uncool, he also mentioned that he and the wife recently watched Knocked Up, which they found "funny enough."
(Btw, "the wife" -- Janice -- stayed at home. Since she is nearly blind, daughter Marlene came down from Alaska to mommysit. And in the interest of equal sibling time, their other daughter Cecilia lives in Oakland.)