Tuesday, October 7, 2008

morbidness

My mom called me the other day while she and my dad were putting their will together or making arrangements at the cemetery or something...

Mom: Sol, what's your phone number?
Sol: Nigga, YOU called ME, shouldn't you be able to figure this out? 216-###-####.
Mom: What's your address?
Sol: 6809..(blahblahblah)
Mom: Okay, thank you. Daddy and I are preparing to die.
Sol: Ohh... Had enough of this shit, huh?
Mom: What?
Sol: Nothing.

This is my favorite conversation with either my parents ever.

2 comments:

Garchem said...

I've been thinking of arranging my will for a while now since i own my own place and need a "just in case" type of thing. It WILL be so fun to do and leave things to random people.

XYZ said...

Is your dad still crushing on Kate Hudson?