My mom was a little bent outta shape at the fact that I referred to the casino folk as 'Indians' as opposed to 'Native Americans'. Since WHEN have I EVER been politically correct, mother dearest. C'mon, you know me better than that.
So, to please my lovely, but oh so sensitive mother, I retract the word 'Indians' and replace it with 'American Natives'. In no way did I mean to offend anyone, especially you my dear mother. Although, it IS fun to get your panties in a wad once in a while.
There. Now get off my back! *grin*
P.s. I still hold true to the idea that they could stand a few new ideas regarding their carpeting choices, but whatever....
Monday, June 23, 2008
a note regarding the last post....
Posted by Abbie at 7:46 PM
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6 comments:
Sometimes I like to be un-PC on purpose just to get people's panties in a wad...:-)
I have missed so, so much! Loved catching up and you are my hero for drinking so much diet pepsi. That stuff will kill ya. ;)
Happy Birthday Liv, and Happy Anniversary!
Love the eye candy that is now your blog. You inspire me!
I love your expressions!
THIS IS FREAKIN HILARIOUS!!!!
'Cause when I read the whole "Indians" thing, I kind of thought, Oh dear! Not that I wouldn't say something like it, but I don't know...you seem sweeter or more innocent than I am.
I was more worried you'd get internet backlash...not so much mommy backlash!!!
You could say anything and I'd still love ya!
No respect...I get NO respect...
Awww, man. All this P.C. crap anyway. Sometimes I like to be un-P.C. just to see how much of a riot I can induce. Take for instance when I said in a meeting once that our deaf co-worker is...wait for it...DEAF. Gasp and sharp intake of breath! And so it got to the point where, in order to assure there would be no lawsuits, the boss asked her exactly how to refer to her condition. I laughed when SHE said DEAF. What exactly is it that is wrong with Indian, anyway? And if an Indian isn't an Indian, then what about Cowboys. And, oh Abs, you said it--retarded. And my final, parting shot--my piece de resistance for the wadding up of the panties--is a stereotype really a stereotype if it's TRUE? **Smiles sweetly, curtsies, and exits stage left--and immediately starts BWAHAHAHA'ing.**
No offense to anyone's Mom :)!
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