I’LL NEVER FORGET THE DAY that my sister Sam and her friend Kristy called up KFC on a lazy summer afternoon.

“Hey! Is this KFC?”

“Yes, how can we help you?”

“Yea, we’d like to uh. . .”

*giggle giggle*

“know how. . .”

*snicker*

“We’dliketoknowhowbigyourbreastsare”.

They were dying from laughter but the worker had them beat. “Pretty big,” he cooly responded. “How big are yours?”

They were off the phone faster than you could blink an eye. This is one of those memories that I can’t erase. Something about it makes me laugh. Although, it’s not something that I’d ever try. Noo way Jose. I’m too chicken. There was one other call they made afterwards, to Fat Cats bowling, something about the weight of the equipment. But since this is a family friendly blog we won’t go there.

No. Let’s talk about a simpler joke, one that everyone has at least heard. And it goes something like this.

“Hello?”

“Hi.”

“Hey I just wondered something. Is your refrigerator running?”

“. . .Yes?”

“Well then you better catch it!”

Someone please invest in these magnets for me. Thank you.