Turkey Club

My feeling's were hurt the other day when I was at lunch with my family (and grandkids). One of the grandkids mentioned that they saw some turkeys in their backyard. My response was, "You saw your brothers and sisters in the backyard?" No laughs. Then I said, "I would've made a turkey sandwich out of one of 'em." Again, no laughs. Then my idiot son-in-law pipes up, "If you could've grouped them all together, you could've made a Turkey Club." Huge laughs. First of all, that's not even funny. There were no pigs around to contribute bacon and ham to the club sandwich, so it made no sense. Second of all, where's the respect? I'm the king of the word-plays. Anytime someone says, "I need gas," I'm always the first to suggest that it smells like they have plenty...

Maybe your timing was off that day. I would study some old Three Stooges episodes, and possibly some Three's Company reruns -- that'll help get you back on your game.

posted by Lawrence A. Fing @ 12:00 PM