Person A: "...so those are all the activities I have planned."
Person B: "Wow, you are very well rounded!"
Person A: "Is that a fat joke?"
And of course, my favorite reply from John P. (aka "J.P.") being, "Yes, Dave it is."
Of course, we can never forget "Would you like some salad with that?" To jog forgetful memories, one day a group of us went to pick up Matt (aka "Greenboy") for a typical outing. Matt hadn't finished dinner with his family yet, so we waited in the family room. John G. (aka "Jughead")--who never turned down an offer for food, whether it was a sincere offer or just a mere gesture of courtesy--jumped at Matt's mother's courteous inquiry into whether he would care for anything. John devoured (I don't think I am using this term loosely) the food, and Matt's dad jokingly asked John, "Would you like some salad with that?" Of course, John said, "Yes I would, do you have some?"
Please feel free to post any good inside jokes that you remember, to include classic "fat jokes," but please stay clear of the ones that may have been hurtful, which I purposefully left out.
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Hurtful? What, fat jokes aren't hurtful? They just bounce off, is that it? Is THAT a fat joke? I dunno. I'm gonna go get me a big piece of fried lard... with a side of SALAD!
Is this Jugghead or J.P.?
Wow! You guys have good memories! I have forgotten all of this! Thanks for jogging my memory!
Or how about the time we decided to go camping at the young womans's campout.. That would make a good story.. I remember we got called into the Bishop's office for that!
I remember when you guys came to the YW Campout! Nice lighter fluid fire and the tape recorder!!! Just so you know we got in trouble too, they wanted to know who gave you directions, who did?
Its me... JP. Does that help?
That helps! Thanks!
Man, I've been racking my brain for juicy stories to reminisce about... but I'm drawing a blank. Except for the women. I remember the women. but not many women rode in the NUJ, at least not while I was there (nudge, nudge, wink, wink). Maybe I've blocked it all out. Not so much a veil as a rather dusty and seldom used shower curtain.
They offered me food and I was hungry. It's not complicated. This led to a tradition of Matt's mom offering me food whenever I visited. One time she even served me steak and, of course, a salad. On one such occasion when David was my ride, Matt's mom offered me a plate of food. After I had finished off the delicious plate of fried chicken, I looked for Dave because it was time to go. I was surprised to learn that he had left without me.
TGIF!
...and yes it is a fat joke.
I left without you, John G.?! I don't remember that. What happened?
No one else was offered a plate of food. It was some type of little party or something and I think you needed to go for some reason. It was partially my fault because I accepted the plate of food. Anyway, no big deal. "It's all good, man!" It was just something I remembered.
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