This is the one about drugs.
Posted April 29th, 2008 by Mike Lawson
Last night I had the following conversation with my mother:
Mother: Michael [she's the only person that really calls me that anymore], I need you to settle and argument between me and your sister.
Me: Okay.
Mother: Isn’t ecstasy a date-rape drug?
Me: No.
Mother: I could have sworn that I saw a Law And Order where the bad-guy used ecstasy as a date-rape drug.
Me: Nope. Probably roofies or GHB.
Mother: Why do you know that?
Me: Did you really come in here and expect me to be the arbiter in your date-rape argument, and then get surprised when I happened to know the names of date-rape drugs?
Mother: Can you just say that you don’t know for sure if ecstasy is a date-rape drug so then I won’t be wrong?
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April 29th, 2008 at 11:44 am
That is a classic ending.
May 11th, 2008 at 3:40 pm
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May 18th, 2008 at 7:56 pm
I love the last question your mother asks.
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