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I've got a funny story for you all:
You have to know my family, but I will do my best to relay the jokes.
We're a typical Italian family always yelling at eachother. If you've seen Saturday Night Fever, the beginning scene at the dinner table where everyone's fighting and John Travolta gets a head slap, then you've eaten at my house.
Anyway, my older brother and my mother were in a heated argument over something no one cares about. My brother was telling her about the ills of her generation, and how things today were so much different and better. My mother's response was to bring up how the world today was a disaster and the Baby Boomers were not to blame.
The discussion turned to drugs, and Bro rattles off all the hippies and drug addicts there were in the 60's and 70's, and blah blah about today's drugs and how they are different.
My mother is so angry at this point, face turning red, she says: My generation did all the same drugs, we had Cocaine, we had marijuana, we had Angel Hair, we had -
Suddenly my brother started laughing hysterically. "Angel Hair??"
Mother did not get it. Mother was not amused.
"You mean Angel DUST?!" he laughed.
It was the only time I ever saw a near fatal argument in my house turn into laughter.
Maybe in an Italian house, Angel Hair *is* considered a drug.....
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