Ya got any round-up over there?
My first response would have been sure you want the 5 or 10% or the mega kill flavored. I can visualize what the women present would do at that point.
First off as soon as Mike asked to pass the round-up his female companion would have dropped the pot roast she had just pulled from the oven. Your companion remembering a recent phone conversation prank would have fell to the floor in gut wrenching laughter she then would have rolled over onto the hot pot roast getting her hair tangled in what would have been a stupendously tastily main entree. This would have brought both of you guys to you feet forgetting that you were seated at the dinner table causing it to be over turned spilling the entire dinner setting all over the floor. bowls of dressings and condiments plus the potato salad and the platter of freshly buttered corn on the cob become weapons of mass disruption The two of you are tripping and slipping on the carnage while your lady is screaming at the top of her lungs I just spent XXXXXX$ on my hair now its ruined.
Along about this time the children wondering what all of the commotion is about jump up from their table spilling their drinks the noise brings the 2 dogs and 3 cats to investigate The Great Dane can not stop and collides with the oven's still open door its weight propels it head long right into the open hot oven causing it to thrash about yelping in pain pulling the stove from its place breaking the gas line which nobody notices. Everyone eventually get to their feet both crying and laughing so hard they can barely believe what has happened when they finally smell gas. this becomes a life and death situation to get all living beings out of the house. As soon as everyone is safe the search ensues for the gas main shut off just at this time the gas reaches the flame of the only candle from the center piece that was not extinguished when spilling to the floor in the dining room. Its a full 15 minutes before the all volunteer fire brigade arrives on scene but by now the house is almost fully consumed in flames the only thing they manage to save is your friend's wife's 1954 corvette which he had only just that morning applied 2 coats of polish.
Later Farmers insurance makes a commercial out of the whole affair the two families percentage of the royalties amounts to millions of Dollars
and everybody swears they will never have a salad with their meals again.
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