So the other night Skillz made a delectable dinner, rounded off with Strawberries in White Balsamic Viniger with Basil. It was unspeakably delicious. I must make it for you sometime. So I was surprised when I noticed Illn'P didn't seem to be partaking.
Diablevert: Are you not having any?
Illn'P: Oh, I'm mildly allergic to strawberries. I can have one or two, but more than that and I break out in hives.
Diablevert: Aw, that's a shame. Everybody groan orgasmically and stare at Illn'P.
The Librarian in Red Sneakers, alone of all present, dutifully groans. General laughter. A slight pause ensuses.
The Librarian in Red Sneakers: Not that that's what my orgasm sounds like. It's not...it's, uh...more...different from...hunh.
After the passage of several minutes, when our fusillade of wisecracks seems to have petered out, the Librarian said, "Could we just kinda forget I made that joke?"
We are all, of course, kindhearted people, and fond of our friends.
But that didn't stop us from making the motto of our vacation "Uuhhhhhnnngh."
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