My Baby Smokes Cigars With Whores

Dad and Mom are in their lovely middle class living room. Both in their early 30’s. They are Latino. Dad is watching TV. Mom looks on, seeming a bit dazed.
Randy, who is clearly a bit older and caucasian, walks by in a business suit.
Dad: Randy, why don’t you come have a seat? Me and your mother would like to speak with you for a moment. And, you know buddy, it’s kind of important.
Mom: *Nods, wide eyed, maybe even a little scared. 
Randy: Looks quizzical at his parents and sits down slowly.
Dad: Now, Randy, I know you think you are a big boy. I mean, look at you, you’re what, 38?
Randy: 40, Dad.
Dad: Wow, 40. Can you believe it, hon? Our boy is really growing up fast. Isn’t he, honey?
Mom: (Eeks out) Uh-huh. Grow?
Dad: Yes, “grow”. And that’s what I want to talk to you about, buddy. Growing. Now, I know you take two trains and a bus to get to work everyday but, and your mom agrees, it’s time you start kindergarten. Right honey?
Mom: (Stares blankly)
Randy: But, father, what could I possibly learn in public education that I can’t learn at the office everyday?
Dad: Randy, I know it’s hard to understand. You’re so young and the world is so new. So much to explore. But, trust me, PS136, that’s your move.120k at the firm, there’s no future in that. There’s no stability. 
Randy: Well, I realize it will sound quite uninspired to you, Daddy, but maybe I will just pack my things and move out. “Run away” if you will.
Dad: Well, I won't !! Randall Winthorp Winchester Winstonsonton, before you were born, your mother and I had a heckuva time getting pregnant. A heckuva time! No matter what we tried, nothing seemed to work. But we knew, if it ever happened, if we ever had a child, we wouldn’t care if it was a boy a girl, it would never affect how much love we had to give. We just wanted a child. A healthy little baby to hold and love and teach to ride a bike and swim. So, when you were born, a fully-suited, slightly overweight, receding hairlined, middle aged white man, we thought, “We have the most beautiful baby ever born.” And, you know, never for one second have we loved you any less for it. Right honey?
Mom: Right, less.
Dad: And that is how you know your mom and I will never steer you wrong. We always have your best interest at heart. But, that also means we have expectations from you, young man. You’ll be going to school soon and you’ll need to study. So, no more saving your allowance for strippers or "Dates" with "coke whores". Not on a school night, young man. I don’t care what “all your friends at the club say”, that’s not how you meet a wife. 
Mom: (Shuddering, staring at Randy) My baby smokes cigars with whores.
Dad: (Dismissively, with humor) Yes, honey, your baby smokes cigars with whores.
(turns back to Randy)
Look, buddy, your mom and I aren’t getting any younger. We won’t always be around to take care of you. So, it’s our job to prepare you for the world.
Randy: Ok, Dad, if you say so. Kindergarten it is. Thank you for loving me so much.
Dad: It’s our pleasure son. Right Hon?
Mom: (grunts weakly, keeps her eye on Randy)
Randy: Mom, Dad, can I get a hug?
Dad: Why sure buddy!

Mom: Don’t touch me.

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