mckenzievmd - 22 October 2007 12:53 PM
I thought ogres were like onions?
(for those of you with kids)
Oh, I thought you said they liked onions. Well, I’ll assume that’s what you meant so I can write the following.
Ah, that explains my first wife. Shortly after we were married we were sitting on the couch one Saturday evening reading (no TV then). She got up, went into the kitchen, and made herself a sandwich. She came back with it and a glass of milk. She took a bite, I was jolted, and asked what it was. She replied that it was an onion sandwich - two slices of rye bread, butter,,two thick slices of yellow onion, salt and pepper. I got up, went into the kitchen, poured myself a glass of milk, buttered two slices of rye bread, applied the filling, and went back into the living room. A few moments after I took my first bite, she asked. WHAT IS THAT???
I said it was a garlic sandwich (eight large cloves of garlic). From then on she made herself onion sandwiches when I was gone on a trip.
Monday morning, the guy at the next desk (his surname was Giacobenni) sniffed and said, “What’s that?”
I said, “What?”
He said, “It’s you. You smell like my wop relatives.” Apparently my breath had an interesting aroma even 36 hours later.
Occam