I've always known my son was talented, but I had no idea of the depth of his abilities. Tonight he snorted his birthday cheesecake out his nose. No, really. He did. If there are any talent scouts out there reading this blog, and you're looking for someone who can shoot New York style cheesecake out his nose, he's your man.
The only friend he had over tonight was Jobe. I'm not sure why he didn't want more of his pals over for pizza and cheesecake. Since it was his fifteenth birthday, who was I to say he had to invite more people? Jobe said something that triggered the cheesecake-through-nose response. I heard everything Jobe said and yet I managed to maintain my cheesecake in my mouth where it belonged.
At any rate, I have a picture of him with his cheesecake before he did the unthinkable with it. Let's hope he develops a more marketable skill in the coming year.
The only friend he had over tonight was Jobe. I'm not sure why he didn't want more of his pals over for pizza and cheesecake. Since it was his fifteenth birthday, who was I to say he had to invite more people? Jobe said something that triggered the cheesecake-through-nose response. I heard everything Jobe said and yet I managed to maintain my cheesecake in my mouth where it belonged.
At any rate, I have a picture of him with his cheesecake before he did the unthinkable with it. Let's hope he develops a more marketable skill in the coming year.
"I'm not sure why he didn't want more of his pals over for pizza and cheesecake."
ReplyDeletePerhaps his other friends are more discriminating than Jobe. I have never seen anyone fire cheesecake through their nose, and am therefore perhaps not in the best position to judge, but it does not appeal to me.
Perhaps Jobe will bring Eliphaz, Bildad and Zophar with him next time. They should brighten up the festivies.
Cheesecake appeals to me, just not snorting it through the nose part. That was pretty disgusting.
ReplyDeleteMmmmm....cheesecake.
I can do beer through my nostrils. It's a pub trick that is completely involuntary as once the desire to laugh sets in there is a point of no return, even if you are taking a deep draft at the time. I also once did spontaneous tea through my nostrils at Michael Dooley's house. Michael's dad was a prison officer at the borstal where "Scum" was filmed so I think it was nerves when I heard him come in. He really was the daddy.
ReplyDeletePamela, that has probably gone completely over your head and ! apologise.
::dazed look:::
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