Overheard In Madison
Just one more thing for tonight. Here's something I overheard as I was walking back to the hotel from the fireworks. This is disturbing, joke or not:
Middle-aged white mom with two teenage girls, gathering up their stuff and loading a minivan: "Pick all that up, what do you think, I'm your cleaning lady?"
One of the teenagers: "No, who do you think I am, your black lady?"
Mom: (laughter)
Sad, sad, sad. If anything like that ever comes out of my son's mouth, I want to know, because he sure never learned it at home.
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