A Little Structure
There are so many things that I want to blog about, and then don't because of the sheer size of the idea - like, for example, what is different here in the Netherlands compared to Texas - that I shy away from it and think of it as a feat that can never be accomplished. Well, it dawned on me that if I break it down into smaller parts it's not that big of a deal. (You'll never guess who I was talking to when I came up with this revelation. Funny how coloring a big picture and tackling weirdo blog hang-ups can be SUCH parallels.)
SO! My aim is to pick from the following gargantuan topics and try to take a chunk out of them, say, once a week or so:
What's different here in NL compared to back home (didn't see that one coming, did ya?)
Things I LOVE about Holland
Food we've tried here
Things I miss about home
Wish list of the week
Cute Megan-isms of the week
As I think of more, I'll add them here (mostly so I don't forget). So, without further adieu, here are your Cute Megan-isms of the Week:
Be Sure To Laugh If You Think This Is Funny, OK?
Megan is really trying on her comedy wings lately. When she gets a laugh, say for something along the lines of, "There's this lady who's on the 'How It's Made' show? She has curly black hair and she sings really, really, really, REALLY pretty? Actually, I've never heard her sing." which catches Kip and I off-guard and we snort at how grown-up and yet how very five she sounds saying this. She was surprised by the laughter, naturally, as she wasn't aiming for comedy gold at the time, but she says it about 11 more times in the same conversation, trying to figure out what about it was so funny the first time. She got her first lesson on "Funny the First Time. Only."
So she hits me up with her best material when I'm working- at the computer, in the kitchen, when I'm a captive audience.
Megan: Mama. Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
Megan: Dewayne.
Me: Dewayne who?
Megan: Dewayne the bathtub. I'm dwowning! It's like "Drain the bathtub I'm drowning," but in lisp! Get it?
Me: (slightly forced) Ha! Ha ha ha ha!
*repeat 5-6 times*
Megan: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
Megan: Dewayne.
Me: Dewayne who?
Megan: Little baby poops in diapers!
It's like the improv around here, folks. Don't forget to tip your waitress.
3 comments:
Megan... here's my favorite from Reader's Digest.
Pirate walks into a bar with a paper towel on his head.
Bartender: Sir, did you know you have a paper towel on your head?
Pirate: ARGH (pirate voice), Aye, there's a bounty of my head!
How about this one...
Knock Knock
Who's There?
Adolph
Adolph who?
Adolph ball got shtuck in my mouf. (You know - like "a golf ball got stuck in my mouth" only with a golf ball stuck in your mouth.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Okay, so the next lesson for Megan to learn is that sometimes it's not even really funny the first time...
:D I'm no family or friend, but I still like to read this. And seriously, I've never heard of these jokes, being Dutch I learned other ones.
Such as...
Why is a strawberry red? He's ashamed of his pimples. (note: this might only be funny if you're Dutch)
It's orange and it says "I'm an orange!" What ir it? A tangerine with an attitude.
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