Friday, 19 December 2008

Postcard from Earth (3: we do laugh)

Dear Pater,

Trust all is well in the Realm. Things continue to limp along here. I would like to make my mark, but how? Need to reflect on that a while.

Anyway, enough of the serious stuff. You'll laugh at this. I'm still sneaking off to the temple to have a bit of argy bargy with the local clerics and we've got into this kind of comic routine. When I get there they say "Well, if it isn't the little whippersnapper" and then I retort "Well, if it isn't the big whoppersnippers".

We do laugh.

But maybe you have to be there.

That's all for now,
Love to mama.

PS - of course it occurs to me that you may not know about genital mutilation, in which case the joke falls rather flat. I'll explain it sometime.

6 comments:

Jolly Good Yarn Girl said...

Teehee. Mind you our rabbit won't see the funny side - he has a legacy of human tampering at the moment in the form of some fetching lilac cotton yarn around his little formerly overly-reproductive area and he doesn't look too pleased. The good thing is he eats less and doesn't hump the table leg any more. Another example of us women taking charge I'm afraid!

Ernest de Cugnac said...

quite so jollygood. I expect you've come across the following "Castration on demand, a woman's right to choose".

Sylvia said...

WHOPPERsnippers? Really? Or is the Son of God bigging himself up just a tad?

Ernest de Cugnac said...

sylvia - yes, I fear you have spotted the drawback of that particular joke ...

Jolly Good Yarn Girl said...

In case you're interested "Merry Christmas" - I never thought of saying this to God before...interesting concept!

Ernest de Cugnac said...

why thank you jollygood; I'll pass it on ane take my share. Same to you!