Tough-looking couple in their 30s browsing through Mother's Day cards at drugstore:
The
man, looking at one and reading to his girlfriend: Hey what is this?
It makes no sense. I don't get it. Look. The front says "Hey Mom, I'm
not a stripper and I'm not in jail." Then you open it up and it says
"Good job, Mom." What is that? What's that mean? I don't get it. What
kind of card is that? It makes no sense. Like is it sarcastic or
something?
The woman: No, babe, it's a card for people who aren't strippers and haven't been to prison.
The man: Huh?
The woman: Like not everyone can get that card. Like if you're NOT a stripper and you HAVEN'T been to prison, then you can get that card. 'Cause then your mom did a good job. 'Cause you're not a stripper and you're not in prison.
The man, gears starting to turn but not quite getting there: ...So... like...
The woman: So like Adrianna? She definitely can't get that card for her mom.
The man, thinking about it: ....'Cause she's both a stripper and in prison....
The woman: Right. Adrianna's a stripper in prison so she can't thank her mom for doing a good job and raising her to not be a stripper in prison. But some people can.
The man: Oh okay. Yeah I get it now. Ha. Yeah. Oh that's funny.
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