My DNA done proud
NS August 29th, 2010
Noble Girl’s friend was at our house the other day when he picked up a small finger puppet from our toy box. The puppet looks like a black top hat and inside is a white rabbit. When you push your finger inside, up pops the rabbit to complete the ‘magic trick’.
NG’s friend to her: “Hey, guess what’s in this hat!”
NG: “A rabbit.”
NG’s friend: “No, you have to pretend you don’t know. Guess again!”
NG: “A rabbit.”
NG’s friend: “No, pretend. Pretend you don’t know what’s inside.”
NG: “It’s a rabbit.”
NG’s friend, getting a bit upset: “I want to do this magic trick. Now ask me what’s inside the hat properly, please!”
NG, after seeing me silently urging her to comply, looks bored and sighs: “Okay then. What’s inside the hat??”
NG’s friend: “It’s a rabbit!”
NG, completely monotone and unimpressed: “Wow, that’s amazing. I had no idea.”
So cynicism is hereditary. I’m so proud.
