My family and I have some of the strangest dinner conversations. My dad enjoys making cheesy puns or speaking in rhyme. My mom tries to 'make funnies', but her laughter at her own jokes is much more amusing than the punchlines.
My eight-year-old sister tries to make jokes but most of the time, we don't get them. (We laugh anyway.)
My dad also likes to dissect my grammar. I got in the habit a while ago of using the word 'personally', so of course my dad had to ask, when was I not speaking personally? And just tonight, I used the word 'honestly' as a preface to a sentence, which brought a similar question from my dad.
Honestly, my use of the word 'personally' is meant to assure you that what I am about to say is merely an opinion, and I am aware of the fact that you may legitimately disagree. Personally, when I use the word honestly, I'm about to make a confession of sorts, and I expect you to feel privileged to witness this moment of frankness.
So now you know.
If you would like a sample of my family's lame sense of humor, here is a joke that I participated in creating. It's not very original, but I don't think we've heard it before. I think we can claim to have come up with this on our own. Anyway, curtesy of myself, my youngest sister, and my mother:
What did the pirate say to the Cashew Delivery Man?
(Wait for it...)
"You drive me nuts!"
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