If you know me or my family, you know we have kind of a whacked sense of humor. Just a little off-kilter. Fun for us, but weird for everyone else.
Once, a few years ago just before Che left on his mission, he randomly asked us, “What do cannibals eat at funerals?”.
We laughed and asked him how that question came from out of the blue, but he never really responded.
So, after he’d left, we sat down one night and made a list. We had all sorts of fun thinking of things, and we emailed it to him as a little present. I don’t think he acknowledged it at all.
Anyway, a few days ago, Mama emailed us the list and asked what we could add to it. I don’t know why this strange family joke resurfaced, but it did. And here, for your reading pleasure, is our comprehensive list.
What (or rather who) Cannibals Eat at Funerals:
Stacy Bake (That is my cousin)
The Muffin Man
Cake (like the band)
Bread (like the band)
Girl Scout Cookies
Angel Hair Pasta
Russian Tea Cakes
Arm and Hammer
Ben and Jerry’s
French Dip Sandwiches
Jack in the Box
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Are we sick or are we funny? I don’t know.
But, tell me if you have something to add.