Well, last night I forced my parents to get out and go to the movies with me. They never go, which I don't understand..because they enjoy it when they do go. They are just happy being at home. Anyway, I have plans to go to the movies tomorrow with Kara-lew...but I also wanted to see the movie Mall Cop before it leaves. Hence, I suggested they go with.
So, we went...laughed a lot and were talking about the movie as we drove through town afterwards. If you haven't seen the movie, there is a part where he gets in a fight with a large woman in Victoria's Secret. She kicks his ass, but her shirt gets partially removed in the scuffle. I said that I enjoyed the flick and was glad I saw it, but could have done without that part. They agreed. Then we were discussing that fact that the fight originated over a push up bra and why in the world would any larger woman try and buy a push up bra to begin with. My mom said, "Well, I don't certainly don't need one of those! I need jacks! Hydraulic jacks!" ..and then commenced to making sound effects. I thought dad was gonna wreck the car, and I almost peed my pants I was laughing so hard. (she also has already stated she will deny this statement to everyone).
As we get across town, they decide to stop at Braum's for ice cream. As we're pulling in to the parking lot, he parks next to a car that has 3 teenage girls standing next to it talking to the boys inside. Not realizing we were pulling up and thinking she was putting on a show for the boys, the girl in the middle...again..the larger girl of the group...decided to do a little "percolator" dance move. That's would be the move where you shake your butt cheeks and nothing else. First of all, she had far to much junk in the trunk to pull it off, second..her cheeks were right in our face, and third...I was mortified to get out of the car..and said so. I said, "I really don't think I can even get out now, I'm too embarrassed for her and for myself to have witnessed that in front of my parents". This sent my mother into another fit of laughter and the girl finally realized we were there.
Don't get me wrong...both scenarios could easily have been me. EXCEPT: I know better than to even look twice at a push up bra, I wouldn't punch a mall cop or any cop (unless seriously provoked), and I would NOT PERCOLATE in a public parking lot...or on a dance floor- on purpose anyway. ha Besides..I've tried and tried to master that move, and I just can't do it. Ask my sister Angie. She thinks it's hilarious that I keep making her show it to me and tell me what I'm doing wrong. (yep..those are the types of things we do at the holidays).
Anyway, perhaps I shouldn't venture out with the rents again anytime soon. Heaven only knows what could happen next!