Either/Or
Oh we had a laugh yesterday. We went out to dinner en famille and played a huge family game of Either/Or. I actually laughed so hard at one point I nearly passed out (that was because#2 had to be stopped from asking his brother something so obscene I can’t print it. Email me if you really want to know). It’s so good I’ll let you into the secret. Only if you promise not to tell anyone else though. Here are some highlights from yesterday’s game:
#2: ‘Right, this one’s for Dad: what would you rather drink: a pint of wee or a pint of mouldy raspberries’. He went for the raspberries.
Me: (Hubby again): ‘You’re on the Black Pearl and you have to make one person walk the plank into the shark infested water (and no, they’re not basking sharks, smarty pants): your Mum or mine?’ (he asked if he could send both – sorry Mums!)
Hubby: (for me): ‘What would you rather do, never be allowed to use any hair products ever again, or wee in a public place in front of lots of people?’ I went for the wee, naturally.
#1: ‘What would you rather eat, an entire piece of mouldy cheese or a whole raw liver?’
And this went on until we got bored and went onto ‘Yo Momma’ jokes. ‘Yo Momma’s so fat that when she got on the scales it read ‘one at a time, please” and my personal fave: ‘Yo Momma’s so thick, when Daddy said it was chilly outside, she went out with a spoon’.
And finally, #1′s jokes:
Q: What’s pink and fluffy?
A: Pink fluff
Q: What’s blue and fluffy?
A: Pink fluff holding its breath
Q: What’s silent but smells of carrots?
A: A rabbit fart
Blimey, never let it be said that we don’t know how to party.
