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Those "Point-Counterpoint" bits on SNL, which were a parody of a debate segment they did on 60 Minutes at the time, got me into about the most trouble I ever got into as a kid -- I was about 12 or 13 at the time, and thought it would be the coup de grace to call my older sister an ignorant slut in the presence of a house full of company during a typical teenage argument over some trivial something or other (we ALWAYS fought). Needless to say, my mother was not very happy with me. It's funny now, though. This was the same sister I hit over the head with a cast iron skillet at the age of two -- she had been the youngest before I was born, and was one of 3 girls, and I was the only boy, so she was very jealous of me. Fought like cats and dogs from the time I can remember until we both matured a little bit. We get along great as adults.
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