Cousin 1 – “What you up to there, cuzzo?”
Cousin 2 – “. . .”
Cousin 1 – “Say, what are you up to there, cuzzarina?”
Cousin 2 – “Oh, hey there.”
Cousin 1 – “Watcha doin’, Cuzzamication?”
Cousin 2 – “Just trying to write a script for a skit for
Oma’s birthday.”
Cousin 1 – “You do realize that we’re celebrating her
birthday today, don’t you?”
Cousin 2 – “A little tight on the deadline, am I?”
Cousin 1 – “You might say that or you might say that you
have absolutely no chance whatsoever of writing an entire skit before Oma goes
to bed tonight.”
Cousin 2 – “It’s only 9.”
Cousin 1 – “Exactly.”
Cousin 2 – “Thanks for the encouragement.”
Cousin 1 – “No problem, Lieutenant Cuzzombo.”
Cousin 2 – “. . .”
Cousin 1 – “Say, you want some help?”
Cousin 2 – “Sure.”
Cousin 1 – “Whatcha got so far?”
Cousin 2 – “I thought it would be nice to have a skit of the
whole family at the supper table back in the day.”
Cousin 1 – “Oh brilliant.
Is there a way that we can make fun of Uncle Dave’s jokes?”
Cousin 2 – “Well yes, I have this set up where he makes a
terrible pun and Aunt Jane and him give their signature laughs.”
Cousin 1 – “You mean ‘Aunt Jane and he”, right?”
Cousin 2 – “What?”
Cousin 1 – “Well, you see Aunt Jane and Uncle Dave are the
subjects of the clause ‘give their signature laughs’ so it should be ‘Aunt Jane
and he give their signature laughs’.”
Cousin 2 – “. . .”
Cousin 1 – “You wouldn’t say ‘him give signature laugh’ now,
would you?”
Cousin 2 – “No, and thanks for correcting a sentence that’s
not even in the skit. But you have given
me an idea for some Uncle Marten jokes.”
Cousin 3 – “Hey guys, what is up?”
Cousin 1 - “We’re just writing a skit for Oma’s birthday.”
Cousin 3 – “Oh, make sure it’s sentimental.”
Cousin 2 – “Sentimental?”
Cousin 3 – “Yeah, we want her to know how much we love her,
right?”
Cousin 1 – “Good call.”
Cousin 3 – “And it should rhyme.”
Cousin 2 – “Do you know how difficult it is to . . .”
Cousin 1 – “Awww yeah, a rhyming skit. That is awesome.”
Cousin 3 – “Is there a way that we can refer to the incident
of the broken dish of Christmas 2010?”
Cousin 1 – “You mean the incident in which Aunt Jane assured
Aunt Rita that it would be perfectly fine to microwave her favourite dish and
then it shattered into pieces and cut Uncle Dave’s hand?”
Cousin 3 – “Yes, that incident.”
Cousin 1 – “I think so.”
Cousin 2 – “You do realize that this entire skit is set in,
like, 1965, right?”
Cousin 1 – “Yeah, so?”
Cousin 2 – “That incident didn’t occur until 45 years
later.”
Cousin 3 – “Your point?”
Cousin 2 – “How can we possibly refer to an event that
hasn’t even happened yet? I mean,
microwaves definitely weren’t invented yet.”
Cousin 1 – “It’s called foreshadowing, Cuzzelia Bedalia.”
Cousin 3 – “Or time travel!”
Cousin 1 – “Even better!”
Cousin 2 – “Okay . . . time travel, sentimentality, and
rhyming. Am I missing anything?”
Cousin 4 – “Hey guys, what’s happening?”
Cousin 1 – “We’re just writing a skit for Oma’s birthday.”
Cousin 4 – “Oh, make sure you have a clever math joke in there.”
Cousin 1 – “ . . . “
Cousin 2 – “. . .”
Cousin 3 – “. . .”
Cousin 4 – “You know, something to highlight the fact that
Oma is turning 90.”
Cousin 2 – “How on earth will we . . .?”
Cousin 4 – “Look, we’ve had a lot of skits and none of them
have ever had a clever math joke in them.”
Cousin 2 – “Maybe there’s a good reason for that.”
Cousin 4 – “Math joke!”
Cousin 2 – “How can we insert a math joke into a den Boer
dinner scene circa 1965?”
Cousin 4 – “Pie.”
Cousin 2 – “Pie?”
Cousin 4 – “How many degrees in a circle?”
Cousin 2 – “360.”
Cousin 4 – “Divided by 4?”
Cousin 2 – “90.”
Cousin 4 – *snicker*
Cousin 2 – “Not sure I get it.”
Cousin 4 – “Oma is turning 90.”
Cousin 2 – “Still not registering as funny.”
Cousin 3 – “Maybe you could add a reference to pi in there –
you know, 3.14157 etc.”
Cousin 4 – *More snickering*
Cousin 2 – “You really love mathematics, don’t you?”
Cousin 4, deadly serious – “It is my life.”
. . .
Cousin 2 – “And now . . . presenting the skit for Oma’s
birthday.”
Setting – Oma, Opa, Aunt Arianne, Aunt Rita, Uncle Marten,
Uncle Dave, and Aunt Jane sitting down for a meal.
Aunt Arianne – “Mom, can you tell us a little about you?”
Oma – “I was born in Leens on April 13th, 1922.”
Opa – “A very beautiful girl, you know it’s true.”
Uncle Dave – “Ugh, so sentimental, it makes it hard to
chew.”
Oma – “David, you should cut your meat a little smaller.”
Aunt Rita – “Yes Davey, maybe then you’ll actually grow
taller.”
Uncle Marten – “I can’t see him getting any smaller.”
Aunt Arianne – “Mom, can you tell us of the days when you
were a scholar?”
Oma – “I was very good in the gym, I was lean and quick.”
Opa – “She can wrestle each of you girls down, what a
chick!”
Uncle Dave – “Oh, all this lovey-dovey, I think I’m going to
be sick.”
Uncle Marten – (aside) “And now I hit Davey with a
well-timed kick.”
*Uncle Dave yelps*
Opa – “Let Mom continue David, she’s telling her story.”
Uncle Dave – “I don’t know what came over me, I’m sorry.”
Oma – “I grew up on a farm near Schiphol Airport, and Dav iddon’t
worry.”
Aunt Rita – “How many brothers and sisters Oma? To me it’s
blurry.”
Oma – “Engelbert, Jo, Pieter, Jan Willem, Dirk, Nicolaas and
Henry (or Hank).”
Uncle Dave *does mental calculations – “That’s six
altogether, and you can take that to the bank.”
Uncle Marten – “Actually, it’s seven, Jan Willem is one
person, to be frank.”
Aunt Rita – “Don’t become an accountant, later I’m sure
you’ll give us thanks.”
Oma – “Anyways, I met Dad when we sat on a wagon together
for a parade.”
Opa – “It was all a set up by Pim and Mevrouw Bisheuvel, a
sort of charade.”
Oma – “I wasn’t impressed when I first met him, but I’m glad
he stayed.”
Opa – “It was worth all of the persistence and dedication I
paid.”
*Aunt Rita from the future appears*
Future Aunt Rita – “I come from 2012 to give Rita a
notification. Rita, in Christmas 2010
don’t let Jane put your dish through a microwave degradation.”
Uncle Marten – “Microwaves?
What is this future abomination?”
Aunt Rita – “I must go now, but heed my words or face future
irritation!”
*Aunt Rita from the future disappears.”
Oma – “That was very strange, that woman appearing in our place.”
Aunt Jane – “So you were telling us how Dad gave you chase.”
Oma – “We were married on October 30, 1946, I wore lace.”
Opa – “And eventually moved to Canada where there was more
space.”
Aunt Arianne – “The pie is ready for us to cut.”
Uncle Marten – “Interesting, if you cut it in four, guess
you what?”
Uncle Dave – “Then a quarter of a pie is going in my gut?”
*Aunt Jane and Uncle Dave laugh*
Uncle Marten – “No, a quarter of 360 is 90, Dave keep your
mouth shut.”
Aunt Jane – “And what is the significance of 90 here?”
Uncle Marten – “Well remember the lady who came, remember
she said the year?”
Aunt Jane – “2012, I recall, before she decided to disappear.”
Uncle Marten – “Well Mom will be 90 then, that much is
clear.”
All – “Oma we love you, and we hold you dear.”
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