We had a simply mah-va-lous time at “The Last Supper” this weekend. Here is but a taste of the joy that was had.
After we were finished with our appetizers, I noticed that my father had soup splattered all over his white shirt.
I used this fact to tease him, “you can dress him up…”
He seemed to think that was unfair so he waited until his meal came and dumped it in my lap.
* a phrase that I actually had cause to use this weekend.