Gut-Busting Humor
(Five of us are eating dinner in the dining hall, having various conversations at once. Friend #1 is a biology major, and I overhear her conversation mid-sentence.)
Friend #1: “…and I’ll clean my intestines.”
Me: “Well, I hope your intestines are clean!”
Friend #1: “Don’t worry, they’re fine.”
Friend #2: “I hate cleaning my intestines.”
Me: “Yeah, it’s a whole-day ordeal.”
Friend #1: “And so messy!”
Me: “Especially the large one.”
Friend #2: “And I hate shopping for soap.”
Me: “You need to find an extra-gentle brand.”
Friend #1: “So hard to find one that doesn’t cause an allergic reaction.”
Friend #2: “And then they have a men’s section and a women’s section, and they’re the same soap but the women’s is pink so it’s five dollars more…”
Friend #1: “I just use the men’s soap. No one will know.”
Me: “If they can tell, then they’re too close!”
Friend #2: “Yeah, it’s kind of a private thing. Like you can be married and not let your husband see until you’ve been together for ten years.”
Me: “I’ve been married for thirty and he hasn’t seen me clean my intestines.”
Friend #2: “That’s understandable. It’s very personal.”
Me: “I can’t wait to have a child so I can teach her how to clean her intestines. We’ll use lamb intestines for practice.”
Friend #2: “Yeah, start them off early so they’re used to how intestines look.”
Friend #1: “And smell.”
Me: “…I’m going to go put this on NotAlwaysFriendly.”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?