We drove up and parked across the street from the Orpeum in Memphis... about three or so blocks from the Theater... BRS and I were waiting to cross the street to head down Beale when we hear this voice...
"Can I interest you gentlemen in some Chocolate"?
I turned and looked... and there was this well-dressed black woman looking at us... I told her, "No, thanks," and we proceeded on... As we were crossing the street, BRS kept turning around and looking back while we walked... every so many steps he would turn and look... and he finally said to me, "Dad... that woman doesn't have any candy to sell..."

Then his eyes got really large... and he said... "OHMYGOD... she's a prostitute...!!!"
And then the sentence that really caught my attention... "Wow... my first experience with a prostitute..."
I told him that under NO conditions was he to make that same statement to his Mom!!!
All I could do was laugh... bless his heart... its a tough world... and so many lessons to learn...
I love my kids...
Growing up, new opportunities, being surprised...all of that for both of you. Wow.
ReplyDeleteThat was a great story. It's hard to believe that his mother wouldn't have enjoyed you telling her that story too.
ReplyDeleteGood morning, Secretia... yeah, BRS and I have had some great experiences together... however, I don't think that would be one I would want to share with my son... :oD
ReplyDeleteGood morning, Catch Her... I think what I would not want BRS to tell her was...
"Wow... my first experience with a prostitute..."
I think that could have been disasterous!!!!
~shoes~
I think we are forgetting the beat part of the story here! dude you and your son went to see Limp Bizkit together!
ReplyDeleteHAHA... yes we did!! And we had fun!!!
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