Here I am at work the other night, when I get a phone call from my son.
Of coarse anytime I get a phone call from home, it usually raises a few concerns. Just for the pure fact that I work the grave yard shift, so it usually means there's a problem.
So, here I am 1 o'clock in the morning, getting a call from my son.
" Ma ?"
"Yes, Everything ok?"
"Ya, but ummmm I got a question"
"A question, at this time in the morning?"
"ya, ummmmmmm.......what's a hyman?"
" A what????"
" Boy, are you for real?"