I was wondering if anybody could tell me about the origins of Morroccan Mint tea.
, your mother and I were hoping we wouldn't have to answer this question for you for a couple of more years. My, how time flies. It just seems like yesterday you were eating paste and wearing your Princess Chrissy crown everywhere.
Even when we sat shiva for your Aunt Rosa.
Anyway, when a Mommie Moroccan Mint and a Daddie Moroccan Mint marry and want to have baby Moroccan Mints (or, when, say, two Daddie Moroccan Mints call up their flighty theater major friend from college named Allison -- but she changed her name to Gilbralta because it just felt
better), there's a special magical moment that's totally beautiful and totally natural (or it's cold and clinical and the porn they provide at the donation center is all circa 1970 and while, hey, who doesn't like a hairy guy, there's a moment where you just need to say, "Take off
the aviator mirrored sunglasses and shave
for the love of Pete!").
Now, that trashy friend of yours -- Trisha? Well, Trisha comes from a home where one or both parents drink and she'll no doubt fill your head with all sorts of ugly mishigas but you say to her, "Trisha? More like Trasha
." And then you forget everything she ever said.
See. That wasn't so hard was it? Now, Daddie needs a drink...