Subject: Mustard

NikPreviousAcct

No Lifer
Aug 15, 2000
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If you have children you will probably relate to this father.

As ham sandwiches go, it was perfection. A thick slab of ham, a fresh bun, crisp lettuce and plenty of expensive, light brown, gourmet mustard. The corners of my jaw aching in anticipation, I carried it to
the table in our backyard, picked it up with both hands but was stopped by my wife suddenly at my side.

"Hold Johnny (our six-week-old son) while I get my sandwich," she said. I had him balanced between my left elbow and shoulder and was reaching again for the ham sandwich when I noticed a streak of mustard on my fingers.

I love mustard.

I had no napkin.

I licked it off.

It was not mustard.

No man ever put a baby down faster. It was the first and only time I have sprinted with my tongue protruding. With a washcloth in each hand, I did the sort of routine shoeshine boys do, only I did it on my
tongue.

Later (after she stopped crying from laughing so hard) my wife said, "Now you know why they call that mustard... 'Poupon'."
 

MichaelD

Lifer
Jan 16, 2001
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:( Boooooooooo-hissssssss. Not one of your better ones. This is one of those "Family Van Mom Jokes." Booo.