Hopefully this will translate into print humor and not just be one of those “you had to be there” type things.
Last nite mom and I were doing our usually watching baseball-unfortunately the home team was losing which seems to be the norm this season dagnabbit. Dad was at his VFW meeting, so it was girls nite at home. I mentioned that new New Zealand law putting a fart tax on cows. You know, the one mentioned in Yahoo news about how they are taxing cows for creating gases that hurt the ozone. Mom had also heard about it, so we laugh together at it. Well whenever I drink a soda, I burp. So during this intellectual discussion I of course burp and have to ask whether I will be taxed for it. Much hilarity. Mom and I went back to watching the baseball game. In the top of the 9th the other team’s player get a hit. The announcer says “He rips one . . . . . . to center”. Mom and I together burst out laughing. It was definitely a Beavis and Butthead moment.
(note: . . . . . in announcer call represents a pause in speech)
