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Twenty Years To Deliver A Letter

, , , , , | Related | March 6, 2012

(My family and I are on an eight-hour trip across France for a holiday, and we are starting to get bored. My mum pulls out a puzzle book and starts to do some crosswords. I decide to help her, but I can’t see the book since I’m in the front passenger seat next to my dad.)

Me: “What words do you have left to do?”

Mum: “Quite a few, actually.”

(Before my mum can answer, my dad interrupts.)

Dad: “Is ‘postman’s sack’ on the list?”

Mum: “No.”

Dad: “Check if it’s there or not. I’m driving.”

Mum: “I can’t see anything like that!”

Me: “Let me see the book.”

Mum: “No! The words aren’t there. He’s just being stupid.”

(At this point, my dad begins to giggle to himself over something.)

Me: *to Dad* “Well, how many letters does it have?”

Dad: *shouting in my ear* “HUNDREDS! ‘Postman’s sack’ contains hundreds of

(He begins crying with laughter as my mum, my brother, and I look on.)

Dad: “I’ve been waiting 20 years to tell that joke!”

Me: “Was it worth it?”

Dad: “Yes!”

Mum: “NO.”

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Angry Drivers Are Likely To Blow Up On You

| Related | March 4, 2012

(My mom and I are driving home from picking me up at college. My mom slows down un-expectedly.)

Me: “Mom, why did you just slow down to look at a…box?!”

Mom: “It could have been a bomb!”

Me: “Then why would you stop?!”

Six Feet Blunder, Part 2

| Romantic | March 3, 2012

(My husband and I are driving home with our friends—a happily married couple. We are discussing how my friend will be very busy with a new project in the upcoming month.)

Friend’s husband: “So, I will be a ‘grass widower’ for the next few weeks.”

My husband: “Why ‘grass’?”

(Me and my friend start laughing.)

Friend’s husband: “Because, my wife is actually still alive.”

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Six Feet Blunder

Syrup Always Supersedes

| Romantic | February 29, 2012

(My husband and I are on our honeymoon, driving around a tourist area. We are talking about what we will do next.)

Me: “Want to get some pancakes?”

Husband: “Yes! Let’s get pancakes!”

(We pass by a gentlemen’s club.)

Me: “Or strippers? Want to go see strippers?”

Husband: “Huh, would I rather have pancakes, or strippers? …Pancakes.”

Siblinghood Of The Travelling Pants

| Related | February 28, 2012

(My sister and I are driving home from Lake Tahoe. It is cold there, and it’s cold where we’re from, but on the road it’s very hot. I am sweating, and decide to take off my pants. She can’t decide on music to listen to.)

Me: *looking through my iPod* “Have you heard this song by Willow Smith?”

Sister: “I don’t know, what is it?”

(I begin to play ‘I Whip My Hair back and Forth.’ We listen for a minute or so, and then I break out laughing.)

Sister: “What’s so funny?”

Me: “Just imagine how bad this would look to a cop. Me, a 20-year-old guy, sitting around in my underwear, sweating, and listening to an 8-year-old girl sing.”

Sister: *stares at me* “Yeah, you’re a creeper.”