Even when (or especially when) everyone at the table was supposed to say grace together, as if it was some kind of weird party game, I managed to keep quiet. I fail to see why some magic spell chanted before eating is any use to anyone.
Christmas lunch brought the usual crop of Christmas crackers with their unbelievable puns. A few of them seemed worth repeating though.
Q. Why don't you see penguins in Britain?
A. Because they are afraid of Wales!
Q. What do you give a man who has everything?
A. Antibiotics. **
Q. What did the grape do when it got stepped on?
A. It let out a little wine.
Well . . . that was the standard of my Christmas Day humour. How was yours?
** Small note: The two qualified medics at the table didn't really get this one!
1 comment:
ahh I remember those! Funny! My family can be fun sometimes but when I visit I don't visit large groups of them. I visit one nuclear element at a time, and the conversation can get rather boring. My generation was rather goofy but the older and younger ones still don't get us.
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