The last time I was here, I wasn’t very funny, just sharing applications that I use and recommend. YAWN. Hopefully, this will be slightly more funny, if not laugh out loud funny, at least mildly amusing and enough for you to continue to read my ramblings.
I am talking to my father on the phone a few days ago when he says this:
That reminds me I have a cookie in my car from a month ago.
Um (if you haven’t noticed, I didn’t learn anything from that Oral Communications class I had in college, because I use um a lot…um, sorry), okay, Dad. So naturally I have to ask just where this cookie came from.
He explains that a man they knew pulled the cookie out of his pants pocket and gave it to him while he was at a funeral:
We didn’t know what to do with it, because it had been in his pocket.
My mother in the background says:
Oh, Ronnie, it wasn’t like he had had it in there for days. He just bought it that day he told us.
(Of course, he might have been lying and STOLE it.)
Okay, so this all really makes sense, first from accepting the cookie in the first place. Um, how about saying, “No, thank you. We already ate.”? I mean, even if you know the person, is it normal to go around accepting a cookie from said person at a funeral?
Second, why is the man giving the cookie away at a funeral? Did he think, “You know, I shouldn’t have this cookie later, because my friend Bob just died and I shouldn’t be having good thoughts like how good the cookie is. I think I’ll give it to Ron. I bet he wouldn’t mind since he didn’t know Bob as well as I did, and it won’t be as disrespectful if he eats it and enjoys it later.” Huh?
Also not to belabor this too much, but was the cookie wrapped even? Or was it just loose in his pocket? I mean, you don’t know what was in his pocket, Dad. Ewwww.
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