Pizza tasted so good last night. Lisa came with us and she was truly on a roll.
“Driving back from work today I was thinking of new kinds of Christmas decorations that would sell like hot cakes.”
“Did you come up with anything?”
“Oh yeah, I came across a really great idea. You know those white lighted deer people have in their yards and the deer turn their heads?”
“Yes”
“Well, I was thinking HUMPING DEER!”
“What?!”
“Copulating white Christmas reindeer– and they can even move with it, if you know what I mean.”
“Are you serious?”
My father at this point interrupts us.
“That’s a great idea, I would buy two sets, one for the front yard and one for the backyard.”
“Thanks Daddy!”
“Anytime Puppy.”

It gets better. After dinner, as we were driving home, my dad asked us if we wanted to stop for cannoli’s. We were full so we decided not to get any.
“You know, Donna, we should make cannoli one day,” says my mother.
“Why do you say that to Donna and not to me, Mom?”
“Because Donna is my helper and you are your father’s helper.”
“Right Lisa,” says dad, “You help me build things.”
“Okay Dad, let’s build a wooden cannoli and shove it up their butts!”

She keeps me in stitches.