“Pop, what are you talking about?” the son screams.
“We can’t stand the sight of each other any longer,” the father says. “We’re sick of each other, and I’m sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in New York and tell her.”
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. “Like heck they’re getting divorced,” she shouts. “I’ll take care of this.” She calls Houston immediately, and screams at her father, “You are NOT getting divorced. Don’t do a single thing until I get there. I’m calling my brother back, and we’ll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don’t do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?” and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. “Okay,” he says. “They’re coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own way.”
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2 comments:
heehee hee... Thats funny.
kind of....
Loved your "Family Time" story/joke on your blog! How was the wedding in Chicago? We thought about you, Barb and the family thinking about how different it must be not having Rose Mary there for Thanksgiving. She had dinner with the Musil's, and we had stopped over in the evening for a little visit after having dinner at my brother's. Hope you had a wonderful holiday with the kids.
The blending of family traditions is most interesting to me. Thanksgiving for the Hrabe's wouldn't be Thanksgiving without goose, dumplings, sauerkraut, stuffing (grandma's recipe) and gravy. However, the in-laws have a different perspective about all of that, and don't necessarily agree with our palate. They favor turkey, mashed potatoes with turnips, stuffing with wild rice and cranberries. So, to make everyone happy, we had it all! Thank goodness we all agree that Mom's pumpkin pie can't be beat.
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