Blackademics Do the Dozens

Blackademic A: Your mother is morbidly obese.

Blackademic B: Really? Although my mother and I are quite close, I was not aware of that. How morbidly obese is she?

Blackademic A: Ah, now that’s an excellent question; I’m so glad you asked that. Your mother is so morbidly obese, or “fat” if you would, that apparently she jumped out a window and was stuck in midair. Apparently.

Blackademic B: You don’t say. My mother?

Blackademic A: Well, that is what I was told. Although I do admit, if she is so obese one wonders how she could of managed to “jump” at all.

Blackademic B: Indeed. Also, assuming that my mother is so horribly obese, so incredibly heavy that her girth distorts the very laws of gravity in its wake, one wonders how she could have managed to fit out of the afore mentioned window in the first place. And again, I see my mother quite regularly and I must admit that I never noticed she had an eating disorder. But it is possible that I’m too close to the subject to make an objective observation.

Blackademic A: That would seem to be the most logical explanation. Perhaps you could repeat the experiment, when the opportunity presents itself.

Blackademic B: Perhaps.