Deff Jam

#47: Deaf-defying Driving

And so three of my girlfriends and I were driving to Tagaytay this morning. (Correction: I was driving. They were making a mess inside the car with all the Jamaican beef pie crumbs.)

From the back, Elna goes, "So, did you know that Lee's mom...bah blah blah... has...blah... grant?" (Or at least that's how this Deaf Girl heard it.)
Me : Really? That's great! Good for her. Grant for what?
Elna: (Huh?) Uhm... to go to the U.S....
Me : Huh? (confused look while driving.)
Elna: (Confused look while eating pie and making a mess. In her head, she's asking, "what the heck does this girl want?")
Me : I mean, what type of grant? Scholarship grant? Research grant?
Elna: ... I-MMI-Grant?
And the two other people in the car died laughing.

All Elna said in the beginning was, "So, did you know that Lee's mom is already an Immigrant?" What a mess.

I need to see my ear doctor.
...Who will then tell me to stay away from potato chips. In which case, I don't need to see her after all. I just need to start listening to her.

Pass me the Pringles please.