My daughter and I independently recounted this incident. My version is below. For her version, click here
I was excited! Christmas was just a week away and, though an adult in years, I was still a child at heart. Today was the annual “treat Sunday “at church. As my daughter and I left the building, we received a small paper bag containing various treats—usually candy, popcorn and an orange.
As we rounded the downtown square, I turned to my daughter and asked, “What’s in your treat bag?”
She opened the bag and found it contained the usual assortment of goodies. She picked out one of the candies and sighed, “Oh, it’s a Farley candy.”
Farley candy reminded me of Chuck & Betty Farley, a couple we had "met" on a previous trip to South Dakota. But, that is another story. Anyway, for some reason I have always had an affinity for spoonerisms. In my strongest, most ho! ho! ho! liday voice I shouted “Well, F…k Charley!”
I knew instantly that I should have silently rehearsed that spoonerism before blurting it out. Time stood still as many thoughts raced through my mind.
Oh, my gosh! Did I really say that? Here I am only two minutes away from church and I’m already shouting the “F” word to my 12-year old daughter. I must be a really unfit mother. And poor baby Jesus…what will He think? I didn’t mean to be irreverent. I really didn’t mean to say that.
As I sat frozen at the steering wheel wondering how to explain my outburst, both of us were struck with the humor of the situation. Simultaneously we burst into uncontrollable laughter. These were no giddy giggles, these were gargantuan guffaws that gave you a bellyache and made you cry so hard you couldn’t see. We carried on like this the remaining 10 miles home, hoping we wouldn’t meet a cop. He would surely accuse me of sipping too much eggnog.
Well, they say all’s well that ends well. And things did turn out just fine. My daughter was apparently unaffected by that unexpected encounter with the “F” word, I know Jesus understood and forgave my foolishness and I learned to quit using those spoonerisms.
Crappy Histmas to all!
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