Lost in translation.
I took my dad out to dinner at an Indian restaurant for his birthday. Dad's nephew had just come into town from Kansas City, they are getting 2 week furloughs from the Ford plant because of the economic downturn. My Cousin Billy Jack...(yeah that's his real name) is a colorful character.. about my age...imagine Hammer with more drinking and cussing.
Anyway, we are talking to my dad about some of the guys he knows at the the VFW hall. Dad proceeds to tell us there are a lot of spooks that hang out there. My cousin and I look at each other and we both say "Spooks?"
My dad says..yeah spooks..what's wrong with that? You know, the guys who sneak around and kill people.
Billy Jack looks up from his tandoori chicken and says "hell uncle up in Kansas City we just call em niggers."
I about fell out of my chair.
My dad says not those spooks!...I'm talking about CIA!
Billy asks incredulously, "they let niggers in the CIA?"
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posted by Bill Rowland @ May 14, 2009
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17 Comments:
Gawd I'll never forget the time when I was a wee lass driving with my grandparents to their house.
Gramps: Look at all those porch monkeys!
Me: Where?! where are the monkeys grandpa???
(thinking some escaped from the nearby zoo)
As my grandma furiously admonished him for his language: I looked for those monkey that got out of the zoo.
Hammer with more drinking and cussing having dinner with Hammer and Hammer's dad... you can bet that wasn't a dull get-together.
Hope you don't mind, but that story's going to be the new It joke (will alter names if necessary?) for me and some old friends.
A case of English but not as we know it.
Not exactly all that hilarious to some people.
My dad used to have a few names.... gooks, frogs... etc. that he'd rattle off now and then. So when I brought home my half korean boyfriend I was a little nervous. He ended up liking him quite a bit, never made a remark about him at all, ever. Good thing too, we've been married now almost 26 years. Sadly, dad's been gone for almost 10 years now, but he was certainly known as a colorful character. Ran his mouth alot about this and that but was also really kind and very intelligent.
We have an Indian restaurant not too far from me and they have a buffet lunch that's pretty good.
I have GOT to rent that movie!
I think I'd respect a doddery old dude with a gun too - but he's still got it besides.
I gotta wonder - it's not ok for white people to disrespect other races & cultures but how come it's ok for them to disrespect white folks?
A strait shooter.
Spooks the same thing came to my mind at first. Maybe he can have one of them cap Pelosi.
OMG! Billy Jack!!
Yeah, you should have seen the look my father in law gave me the first time I used the word, spooks.
Dick
Please keep Billy Jack in K.C.
unless he's an equal opportunity shooter of gang-banger's of all races, then... in that case, we could darn sure use him here!
The sheriff's a nigger...
What? You say the sheriff's near?
No, I said the sheriff's a nigger...
Good times, that movie...
Hilarious. Loved the movie. My dad had a few funny names for stuff. The pants he and mom designed to keep our female Pug from bleeding all over the rugs and furniture during that time of the month... Bitchy Britches. Had to cover up that "Skonk" so it wouldn't bleed all over every thing. The word Skonk still kills me.
ha
I'm sorry I couldn't hear that conversation with your Dad and Cousin. That's hilarious.
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