Thursday, June 10, 2010

Childhood Memories FAIL!

Growing up as a sheltered lad in the hills of East Tennessee I was kind of culturally...

devoid?  Is that the right word.  Sure.

OK, so I recall my Mom telling em Dad had a friend coming over from work and to be good.  I don't remember much from the lead up, but I seem to recall I wanted to impress him for some reason.  When eh came over there wasn't anything special except for...

he was a black man.

Me being the young, innocent, sheltered youth I was decided I needed to find common ground with Dad's friend so we could bond.  What would a small white redneck and a large black man have in common?  I reached deep into the recesses of my mind and said:

"Hey, hey, hey.  It's Fat Albert!"

Come on! Fat Albert was all the rage back then (the 70s') and besides.  The dude laughed his butt off, although I think Mom had a stroke.

3 comments:

Falahime said...

OMG. Awesome.

furiousBall said...

once while waiting in an ER, my son asked (out loud) why the woman who was bending over in front of us had such a huge butt.

K T Cat said...

Hilarious!