Today I bring you the following conversation, which could have been overheard at our dinner table just the other night:
Monkey1: The next time you go to Goodwill, will you buy me a stick on mustache?
(The Mad Scientist looks at him quizzically.) (Note that he knows my favourite shopping hang-out.)
(TMS looks at me in disbelief.)
Me: Incidentally, why do you want a stick on mustache?
M1: (As though it's the most obvious thing in the world which, perhaps, it is) To stick under my nose.
TMS: I was wondering if that was a trick question...
Me: (Giving TMS my best indignant glare) "Let me re-phrase: Why do you want to go about with a mustache stuck under your nose?"
M1: (As though what he is about to say is, again, rather obvious, and completely normal) "So I can look like a dwarf with a mustache."
Oh. Of course.
Do you have conversations like this at your dinner table?
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