the story of the blue pants

My cousins and I usually end up in the basement of Granddaddy & Grandma Margie’s house for any family gathering. We like the kids table. This Thanksgiving I noticed a pair of baby blue polyester pants hanging in the corner. I'm going to guess these pants were purchased the same decade that most of us grandchildren were born. I asked my cousin, Eric, to put them on over his pants. He said no. I begged. Still, I got a no. Since he wouldn’t do it I asked my dad to when he wandered down into the basement.

ME: Dad, please put on Granddad’s pants over your pants.
DAD: Why?
ME: Because it’ll be funny.
DAD: Okay.
ME: Yeah! Put ‘em on!
DAD: I will.
ME: Just put them on over your pants.
DAD: Jennifer, there is no way!
ME: Oh, come on!
DAD: There is no way without taking of my shoes. I’ll take them upstairs and put them on.
ME: Oh...Okay.

Later….

Dad walks out of back bedroom wearing Granddad’s pants.

Walks into kitchen to show everyone.Everyone laughs.

ME: See! I told you all it would be funny! And it was hilarious!