Tuesday, February 09, 2010

Death, taxes and death again

Dundas Street West, Toronto

Mom: "They hurried but they had to stop at the light anyway. What's the point?"
Me: "Yeah, they all die in the end anyway."
Mom: "What? God forbid, don't say that."
Me: "God forbid? What do you mean? Of course it happens. To everyone."
Mom: "God forbid!"
Me: "God forbid? That--"
Mom (angrily): "Okay!"

1 comment:

Shan said...

I feel like I've had this conversation.