the three strikes to end the year: 2005, you're OUT!

(now wasn't that a really long, unfunny title for a blog entry? no need to email me your affirmation.)

the time: new year's eve
the setting: dinner table
the characters: goosey (g) and blog author (ba)

(i wanted to give an explanation after each mini-story for why these one-liners are funny, but decided to respect your intelligence.)

STRIKE ONE:
g: what are we going to drink tonight?
ba: do we have champagne?
g: we have wine with SPARKLERS.

STRIKE TWO:
g: i watched a dvd with juancho.
ba: which one?
g: the one with BILL THE CARPENTER.

STRIKE THREE:
g: let's taste that bread!
ba: ok, have a piece.
g: what do you call this again? MOCACCIA?

[after laughing loud enough to be heard above the usual new year racket, ba pauses and faces g with a serious look]

ba: mother, please, if you have the slightest bit of self-respect left in you, i urge you to refrain from saying anything else before the stroke of midnight.

she willingly agreed.

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here's to a funnier 2006!