Trying to ascertain what time dinner will be ready in a house full of comedians
January 11th, 2009
Dad: “How far away is dinner?”
Mum: “About two metres.”
Dad: “HAHA. How long will it be?”
Annik: “I’d say the pork’s around 20cm.”
Dad: “You’re all wankers.”
8 Responses to “Trying to ascertain what time dinner will be ready in a house full of comedians”
Oh fuck, Annik. Is that a picture of poo?? *vomit*
“Is dinner ready yet?”
“I’d say it’s more of a stringy-grey colour.”
We’re from similar stock. Only my dad’s questions would get lost in the wine-slur.
I can’t believe I just laughed out loud at a post with a picture of poo at the top.
But I did.
3 posts of 100% no personality.. Loved it. Now put some personality back into it
In our household Dad is the self appointed comedian… he has used the “Pardon? I didn’t hear you?” joke (in response to any comments about deafness, hearing, quietness, loudness etc) at least TEN times in the last 5 days.
I use the term *joke* very loosely.
Not funny.
@kahlee – major props to Georgie for scooting around on her furry little backside in the shape of a love heart!
@Helen – ha! Perhaps it’s a Gen x thing… And then we were subjected to traumatic upbringings filled with lame jokes and bad puns?
@Kate – never underestimate the power of poop!
@Andy – I’ll give you some personality in a minute.
Ahahaha! Reminds me of…
Zac: “Dad, I’m hungry.”
Wayne: “Nice to my you Hungry, I’m Wayne.”
What a witty exchange. I’m going to steal that and fuck with people for all eternity.
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