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Milk emergency  

This afternoon my mother-in-law stopped in and we got on the subject of one of her sons hauling milk in a tanker truck — one of those stainless, cylindrical, highway monsters. Apparently he can only carry milk destined to become cheese and not the drinking kind. To haul milk for drinking requires some kind of certification. I know nothing about hauling milk but that sounded odd to me.

The lovely and talented wife and I exchanged a glance because we didn’t understand why you’d need to be certified depending on the kind of milk. I mean, the truck is the same, right?

“Maybe if it’s drinking milk,” I offered, “you need to be able to handle emergencies like… spills.”

She replied, “Milk emergencies?” She waved her arms in the air miming a trucker handling a milk emergency and shouted, “Don’t cry! Don’t cry!”

12 Responses to “Milk emergency”

  1. Chris says:

    OMG! That is so funny!

    I have to stop reading this site while at work, it blows my cover when I laugh that loud.

  2. Chookooloonks says:

    Sorry, John. I think I just fell in love with your wife.

  3. Dreadmouse says:

    That’s the kind of line you wait years to use. I hope I remember it when my chance comes…

  4. The Jamoker says:

    hardest I’ve laughed in a while…thanks…

  5. tanyetta says:

    hilarious!

  6. sarah gilbert says:

    really. really. hilarious. you two should have your own show or something ;)

  7. Pewari says:

    Fantastic :) Brought a big grin to the Naan household that did…

  8. cori w says:

    the lovely and talented wife is also hilarious!

  9. Chris says:

    I can’t even begin to tell you how hard and long I laughed at this. I have shared this with all my friends!

  10. nikkirae says:

    Thank you for that post. I definately needed the laugh. *smile* It’s my first time here and I’m loving your posts already.

    -n

  11. bloggaru says:

    funny!

  12. siobhan says:

    There was an accident recently in which a milk tanker overturned in a nearby town, spilling thousands of gallons of milk across the roadway. Now all I can think about is the truckdriver bawling by the side of the road as a trooper waves his arms yelling “DON’T CRY, DON’T CRY.”

    Thanks for the laugh.

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