Thursday, November 23, 2006

Making family Gobbleween calls...

Called Dad, it went like this:

*ring* *ring*

D: Herb here.
M: Hey Dad!
D: Whos this?!
M: I believe I am your oldest known daughter.
D: Alissa? and how's your Mom...whas her na...
M: Juanita! She's fine.
D: What is she doing lately?
M: Oh you know, she still prefers to hang out with the donkeys.
D: *Gaffawing* You are nasty!
M: Yeah well I come by it honestly.
D: HAPPY THANKSGIVING DEAR!
M: HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU TOO DAD!

4 comments:

Biddie said...

Good Grief !!!! There used to be some couth somewhere in this DNA mixture ......

Cheryl said...

Well, as the waiter with the lisp informed the customer...the couth-couth is all thold out. Ba da bing.

Michael-Ann said...

*snort*!!!!

Cheryl said...

Or should we say...thnort?

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