The Comedy Stylings of Mudd the Mighty!
Jun. 19th, 2008 07:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdHave I mentioned lately that I love my husband? He's always been funny, but last night he got off two really good ones.
Bun and I were discussing what to take for the Litha potluck. I told her she could do a cheesecake if she wanted. Mudd put in, "Chocolate. Female religion, you gotta bring chocolate. Of course, if it were a male religion, it'd be barbecue."
As we headed for bed, he asked how my reading in Howard Pyle's The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood was going. I said slowly. All the forsoothliness was holding me up. And I quoted him this bit:
"Four fixed prices have I. Three pennyworths of meat I sell to a fat friar or priest for sixpence, for I want not their custom; stout aldermen I charge threepence, for it doth not matter to me whether they buy or not; to buxom dames I sell three pennyworths of meat for one penny for I like their custom well; but to the bonny lass that hath a liking for a good tight butcher I charge nought but one fair kiss, for I like her custom the best of all."
He nodded and said "Yep, a bit on the forsooth side. Maybe you should try the new translation by Howard's cousin, Gomer."
I giggled myself to sleep.
Bun and I were discussing what to take for the Litha potluck. I told her she could do a cheesecake if she wanted. Mudd put in, "Chocolate. Female religion, you gotta bring chocolate. Of course, if it were a male religion, it'd be barbecue."
As we headed for bed, he asked how my reading in Howard Pyle's The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood was going. I said slowly. All the forsoothliness was holding me up. And I quoted him this bit:
"Four fixed prices have I. Three pennyworths of meat I sell to a fat friar or priest for sixpence, for I want not their custom; stout aldermen I charge threepence, for it doth not matter to me whether they buy or not; to buxom dames I sell three pennyworths of meat for one penny for I like their custom well; but to the bonny lass that hath a liking for a good tight butcher I charge nought but one fair kiss, for I like her custom the best of all."
He nodded and said "Yep, a bit on the forsooth side. Maybe you should try the new translation by Howard's cousin, Gomer."
I giggled myself to sleep.
