So I was at my nephews grad party this weekend. Thanks to K, I was sporting a nice new t-shirt. Some lady I don't even know comes up to me to comment "What does your skull and crossbones mean?"
"I'm a pirate" I tell her.
She gives me the look. So I decide to take her for a ride.
"Last year, I committed piracy on the high seas. And in doing so, now I'm a pirate."
"In fact, "I continue, "This year I helped Ryan (my nephew) commit piracy on the high seas. He's a pirate too."
This woman is obviously distressed, and Ryan's mom, Ann, sees it. She comes over to explain how I took Ryan on a cruise this year and I come clean and explain how we copied CDs (piracy!) so that we could say we were pirates.
I don't think she got it.
But at least maybe she'll stop asking dumb ass questions to stangers.
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