Mom: The first night I was in San Francisco I had a one-night stand with a black bus driver.
Me: Oh.
Dad: You know _____ (an old classmate/friend of mine who has atrocious taste in men)? I always wanted to take her out and show her what it's like to date a *real* man.
Me: Oh.
― I'm Passing Open Windows (Ms Laura), Thursday, 18 September 2003 07:21 (twenty-two years ago)