My grandmother used to say when we were kids that we'd run around like farts in a pickle jar...Mom will ask me what I want for supper, and I'll say, "food." In a conversation with my mom one day, I said, "what kind of an idiot do you take me for?" She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything I said, "don't answer that."
Mom will ask me what I want for supper, and I'll say, "food."
I did something really naughty...I had to fill out a Consent Form to have surgery a couple of years ago... It asked the question, 'Sex?'... I wrote in reply 'Depends on who's offering'... There were hysterics in the Operating Theatre...Can't take me anywhere!...Darth....
QuoteMom will ask me what I want for supper, and I'll say, "food." When a form says "who to notify in case of emergency", I'll bet you write "A doctor".