January 13, 2010

Filial Piety

I overheard the following conversation between two young men tonight at the Palo Alto Caltrain stop. Once I heard the phrase "fighting with my grandma," I knew I was listening to gold:

Dude, I totally broke my ipod the other day.

Oh, really?

Yeah, I was fighting with my grandma. I was in the bathroom, and she was all yelling at me through the door and I was like, "Fuck you, Grandma!" And I was so pissed, I took my ipod off the counter and threw it at the door as hard as I could and it bounced off the door and flew into the bathtub. Totally busted it.

Wow. Really?

Yeah. And she was all like, "You shouldn't use language like that." And I was like, "Shut the fuck up, Grandma. I can use whatever fucking language I like!"

Whoa.

Well, that's my train. See you later dude.

Yeah. See ya.

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