Topic: Weirdness
Short story or long story? I'll TRY for the short story ;)
Chris' grandparents had a dead tree in their front yard of the lake house. His grandfather told him that if he came down to the lake and cut it down, it was his for firewood. OUR'S for firewood. I love myself a good fire. . .not a fake one, but one that requires actual wood that burns. So he went. He took the boys and went to the lake.
While there, it was a fiasco of monstrous proportions. And to top it off, the tree they cut down was rotten. It was no good for firewood. I was a bit ticked, but shoot. . .on the flip side he did help his grandfather.
His grandmother felt bad and told him that she'd buy him some wood and to find prices. So, Chris made calls, did some research and came to me one night with his dilemma. We have a rack for our wood, however it's for half a rick. Rik. Rick? Rick. Anyway. . . .we needed another rack. Ready for the punch line that I can't seem to shake from my head and that cracks me up so much my belly jiggles in a Santa-like fashion? Ok. . .I asked him this:
"So we need a half rick rack?"
PUHLEASE tell me you think that's as funny as I do. Half rick rack. Rick rack. Seriously people, that's fuh-nnnnnny!
Yeah, well, you stink!!
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