the last time?

The other night we were all in the living room watching TV. My mom came walking from the bathroom mumbling that the toilet wasn’t flushing properly. I rolled my eyes, thinking that I would have to interrupt my mindless relaxation and solve the problem.

Before I could even complain out loud, my mom came walking back with a number of implements in her hands. Of course, she had a toilet plunger, a small plastic bucket, some paper towels and one other thing that totally caught my eye: my Bobby Flay official barbecuing tongs.

I halted her in mid-step and asked what she was doing with my tongs. She said she might need them to fix the problem. She told me not to worry, that she’d clean everything with Clorox and Lysol.

I stood up and grabbed the tongs away, saying, “Ma, there’s no way you’re going to use these for that!” Unaffected, she proceeded to the bathroom sans my tongs and took care of “the problem.”

I looked at my wife and said, “Can you believe what she was about to use my tongs for?”

My wife, with a totally straight face replied, “Why? It worked for her the last time she used them.”