Neal loves that Christmas movie called...A Christmas Story. We both love it really...and have a lot of it memorized. Its a bunch of silliness...but we love it.
The Parker family has to have Christmas dinner in a little Chinese diner because some dogs ran right through and ate the turkey and made a disastrous mess. There is a part where the cooks and waiters are trying their level best to make the Parker family feel jolly even though their holiday has been ruined. They line up by the Parker's table to sing them a carol. They give their best shot at "Deck the Halls." Only with their accents it comes out...fa ra ra ra ra...instead of fa la la la la. And jolly...becomes...jorry.
Neal always refers to fried rice as "flied lice."
Just a joke...between us usually...until today.
Neal: (on the phone) -- yeah...I'd like to make a to-go order. I need one sweet and sour chicken...and one...beef and blocorri.
Me: (snickering) blocorri??????
Neal: (snickering under his breath trying not to laugh) yes...and one with white R-ice...and one with FR-ied R-ice. ok thanks...bye.
Me: (laughing out loud) blocorriiiii??????
Neal: hush...that joke is going to get me in trouble. I hope she just thinks she mis-heard me.
Didn't you feel like we were at the Chinese restaurant from the movie when we were at Hunan on MIL's bday?? We were the ONLY ones in there!
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