"Will you come to our banquet?"
"Which is that?"
"Our annual fete."
"Which group is that?"
"The local society of podiatrists."
"Oh. Sort of a feet fete."
"Yes. Um. Actually, it's not all podiatrists, only those concerned with life-threatening issues."
"Oh. You mean it's a fatal feet fete."
"I mean, really concerned."
"So. A fatal feet fetish fete."
"Yes. But only for pre-natal cases . . ."
"Then it's a fatal foetal feet fetish fete."
"Yes. And it's not only for charity, but we also have a talent show . . ."
"Which would make it a fatal foetal feet fetish feat fete."
"Well, yes. So will you come? Dinner will be awfully good."
"That makes it a fatal foetal feet fetish feat fete feast!"
"I suppose so. Will you come or not?"
"Yes, yes. I admit defeat.
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