Smug Marrieds: Overheard Conversation

Overheard conversation in the Harris car as we passed a sign in front of a church that read: HOT DOG DINNER THIS WEDNESDAY NIGHT, 7:30 PM. 

Dena: Hot dog dinner… yuck.

Blair (in his best southern drawl): And on the 7th day, God made hot dogs and he saw that it was good.

Dena: Eat a wiener for God?

Blair: People will be lined up for it.

Dena: Get your ballpark franks!

Blair: Please. There are no ballpark franks going on at a church hot dog dinner.

Dena: Get your red-dye #5 dogs!

Blair: Thass right. We don’t go in for no high-falutin’ stuff ‘round he-ah.

Dena: I’m going to hold the vegetarian equivalent. “Eat some edamame for God.”

Blair: Woman, you may as well just send people straight to the devil. 


I don't know... do you think we're in danger of becoming too cerebral?