The other day I'm waiting on a ghetto family of 4 generations, with the oldest being the 72 year old great-grandma birthday girl (who BTW looked maybe early 60's because as she said "baby, you know black don't crack!). The youngest is a nearly newborn boy, cute as can be, full head of hair. Part way into the meal the little guy is tracking me with his eyes from his car seat so I make a few faces at him and so on to entertain him a bit. I comment to table on how cute he is, and I inquire about his name. The man I assume is dad says "his name is Magnum."
This catches me a bit off guard. Not a name I expected. They're

And it was clear she wasn't joking, and the family absolutely ROARED with laughter. Poor babydaddy was looking like he was going to crawl under the table and die. But to his credit, he was there.
Where life is funnier than anything I could have imagined!!
6 comments:
Kids' name should be "shorty" then, right? Not Magnum....
ZOMG.
that is the greatest thing i have ever read. if this story is true, for me that would legitimately make up for the four percent tip they'd leave me later, and then some. WHOA.
Porsche, dear, porsche.
Oh, I like. I'm linking to you.
Thats freaking hilarious! Good to see you are still posting. Thanks for the laugh
BD
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