A Niggle Over Nargles And A Snafu Over Snargles
(My mom, dad, brother, and I are grilling for Memorial Day after spending the afternoon relaxing. This is my first nice dinner with them since getting home from college. I have been a Harry Potter fan for over a decade.)
Mom: “I was asleep for a while, but then I snored and woke myself up!”
Me: “You always do that!”
Dad: “Well, it’s really a snarfle. She could stay asleep if she snored; it’s the snarfles that get her.
Me: “Ugh, those snarfles. They’re probably related to the nargles. Nargles are nasty. They buzz around your head and get into your ears and—”
(My brother is staring.)
Me: “What? Don’t you read The Quibbler?”
Brother: “You just ruined the whole thing! It was just fine without the Harry Potter reference!”
(I throw my hands in the air.)
Me: “Thank you! At least you knew it was Harry Potter!”
Brother: “How could I not? I had to live with hearing every last tidbit about it for years!”
Me: “I suspect nargles.”
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