The Immigrant.
The Connie: I think they should build a fence to keep out the immigrants.
Daughter: You mean immigrants like you and me?
The Connie: I’m not an immigrant. I just came here.
Daughter: You immigrated here.
The Connie: Not like them! They come and take jobs from Americans and live on welfare. It’s not correct. I just came here because your dad had a job cause he’s the best and then they gave us a green card.
Daughter: So, you immigrated here. And dad took a job from an American.
The Connie: Whatever dude, I just came here. I’m not a lazy immigrant.
Daughter: OK. But let me get this straight. You’re a Filipino. With a UK passport. Living in the US on a green card. Currently collecting unemployment. Therefore, you’re an immigrant living off American tax dollars.
The Connie: Dude. I’m not an immigrant.
The Connie is high-larious!!!! My new favorite blog….your mom should meet my mom and go bowling….and let the high jinks ensue.
this is the best!!! priceless!!!