Anyway, Will was telling me about a meeting he had and I, half listening as we put dinner on the table, said "Next time you should just stand up and say "Ya'll are a bunch of suckas" and walk out." I, the unemployed one in the family, cracked up. Will was a little confused. "Which side would I say that to?" he asked. "It doesn't matter. All of them."
Just for good measure, I said "Y'all are a bunch of suckas" a few more times throughout the evening to my own laughter, and no one else's. Except it seems Maya was listening.
Later, I heard her say "I suck." "I suck, papa."
I know I should feel bad, but I can't stop laughing.