Holiday Party Meme!

Here's the challenge from the Chronicles of Tewkesbury:

To every person who grabs one of the topics off that meme and writes an answer and posts it on their blog, I'll donate $5 per blogger to Susan Niebur's charity of choice up to $100 (I wish I could do more, but being unemployed, that's the best I can do for now.)

I'm coming a little late to this party so I'll answer them all:


You’re at a holiday dinner party. On the right of you sits Mel Brooks, on the left Dawn French. Who makes you snort and spew wine through your nose first, leaving you in total gales of laughter and what is it they said to finally push you over the edge into utter hilarity?

The Vicar of Dibley is one of my all time favorite shows, so I think it has to be Dawn French. That is how the interrupting cow joke first entered our lives. But the one that really makes me laugh is this:

I told this joke to my favorite joke-telling nun at the last conference I worked and she laughed hysterically for five minutes. I consider it one of the finest moments of my professional career.


Or maybe this: It’s the time of year where your neighbors are stringing up lights on their houses and temporarily hanging holly in their hearts. Your town council mandates that all homes must hang no less than 500, but no more than 500,000 lights per house. You think this is a stupid idea, but you have to comply or face steep fines. You decide to use your light allotment to send a message. What do you write on the rooftop in lights?


I've never been much for housing associations either.


Or, you’ve been asked to describe the last party or large gathering you went to but you’re only allowed to write in alliteration. What is the result?

Legion of Ladybugs Let Loose to Levy Lively Laughter, Levity and Lionize Little Lass's Liturgy of Living

Happy Birthday Mari!

If that doesn't scare you out of having another birthday, I don't know what will.