Thursday, November 04, 2004
lost conversations part 2
Something that happened around 2 years ago, between Chips and my sister. I still love telling this story... it's like something taken out of a classic looney tunes cartoon. I don't know if it's actually going to top the band-aid story. And I apologize as I am not even going to try to translate this for fear of losing the context. And for perspective, this was the time when Chips always texted using all-caps:
Sis: (watching Adams Family Values) Ate, ano yung pangalan nung anak ni cousin It?
Me: Ewan. Tanong mo kay Chips. Favorite movie nya yan.
Sis: (texting Chips a message) Ano pangalan ng anak ni cousin It?
Sis: Ano nga yung pangalan ng anak ni cousin It?
Chips: WHAT NGA EH
Sis: Tinatanong ko kung ano yung pangalan nung anak ni cousin It.
Chips: WHAT. WHAT YUNG PANGALAN NG ANAK NI COUSIN IT.
Sis: (bewildered and frustrated) Ewan ko! Tisha?
Was that lost or was that lost. My sister ended up answering, against her will and with all her frustrated braincells, her own question (but to no avail). And Chips ended up having a good, hearty laugh that made his ears red and his jaw hurt.
Bravo to our sisterhood.
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