Sparky's sister: Where did they do Uncle Freddie's brain aneurysm surgery?
Me: (Very quickly before any one else could answer) On his head.
Sparky: (As she gave me a dirty look) What are you? Twelve or something?
Honestly though, what did she expect from a guy who buys himself this
for a Christmas present to himself? And anyways, that was a sweet set up by Sparky's sister, I had to go for the bad joke or I wouldn't have been me.
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My Dad would have been all over that set up too.
A fellow soul! Sorry to hear your family's reaction, though. My family has learned that I can't help blurting out this kind of stuff, and the kids particularly will give me some gleeful laughter. My verbal editor (i.e. the part of my mind that watches over what comes out of my mouth) is generally pretty good, but apparently has no control over this kind of quipping. Example at dinner: Mom (complaining about portion size): "How am I supposed to eat all this?" Me: "Polite society generally suggests a fork, but a spoon and a knife can be useful and acceptable additions." The devilish part of my brain pulls this kind of nonsense ALL the time. When people complain, my stock response is, "You have no idea. I have to LIVE in here."
That was epic, Monkey!
You'd love it here. The lunatics would be handing you joke openings all day long.
If someone would've done a rimshot it would've been the icing on the cake.
Stay 12, Pony Boy!
This is why you are my soul borother simian-style.
Now, tie that rim shot to the rimming sugar, cowboy, and you got yerself a party!
Regards,
Tengrain
There is nothing like having a cheap joke opportunity handed to you on a silver platter, is there? I'd have been disappointed in you if you hadn't taken proper advantage of it. Well done, Doctor.
that could totally have happened at my house too last night. at one point we were talking about man boobs!!! go figure... what great christmas conversation. :)
Hey I had most of those Big Book comics!
Now I know the reason I read this blog!
you xmas dinners are so much more fun than mine
Impossible to resist a setup like that.
So which are you? Twelve or something? I think you are something.
;-)
Here's a motivational poster for you:
http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/12/27/funny-pictures-monkeys/
I totally want that book. My coffeetable cries out for it.
Well played, sir!
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