True conversation at my holiday gathering.
Dad: I thought that was called a “hot box”.
Me: Oh, cuz, I thought a “hot box” was when your husband farts in bed and traps you under the covers.
Sister: (referring to my comment) I thought that was called a “covered wagon”.
Admiral Fubar: (looks at both of us) I thought that was called a “dutch oven”.
I hope your holidays at home were as enjoyable as my own, with good company and conversation.
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