Christmas Day

For those who know me. I love my family. However, my family has a sick and twisted sense of humor. Some might say a little sarcastic but definetely twisted. This came out on Christmas Morning with my conversation with my father. We were chatting about what we were going to eat for Christmas dinner. I was having fish with friends. Dad and Judy were having free range chicken with friends. Now with most families the conversation would just end there. However, being my father and having his sense of humor. He continued with the statement he was going out to the field to pick a chicken. Now having grown up with stories from my Great Grandmother, grandparents and grandmother on what occurs with chickens when you cut the heads off. I could not let this statement go. So i responded with make sure you stay away from the blood while it runs around. The conversation continued for a few minutes. As we ended I made sure to point out my to my father he would need to make sure he got a chicken for four people (as they were having friends) . He stated how did he know this would feed four. Not to be out done I told him ask for help of course, like a Christmas tree lot I am sure they range will have people to assist him on picking a chicken which would feed all four individuals. Dad then called back for another reason and not to be out done I of course asked if he was back from the range already. This is just one example of how crazy my family can be.