X-rated Laughy Taffy?

I was going to blog this last week... but Sydney wanted to post a couple of times and between work and changing my template, I didn't have a lot of time... so here goes:

On our way back from our trip to tennessee we drove 17 hours straight to make it home... on our way home Sam, Mark and I took shifts driving... well about an hour from home... one of the youth in our van had a few pieces of laughy taffy left and offered the rest of them to us to finish up... and so I said, "SURE! I'll take a couple..." To set the scene, Sam was driving. Sam is a guy I really look up to... 47 years old, president of a company, very caring and very giving. Would lend you pretty much anything he owns and has lent me several things on occasion. The Lord has blessed him with money, but he has used his money to serve the Lord. In my book, a Class act. Mark is a friend from college who recently started attending our church... great guy, little rough around the edges spiritually... but is a super guy who's heart is in the right place. (Anyway... Tangent; back to the story) Of course everybody knows that the best part of Laughy Taffy are the jokes... so I was reading my wrapper and I came across a good one for Mark... Here is a snap shot of our conversation...

Me: "Hey Mark... Here's a joke for you... since you are a guitar player..."
Joke: "Why is it good for a male guitar player to be in a room full of girls?"
Mark: "Umm... let me see... *He pauses* It's gotta be something about a g-string... right?"
*Suddenly, the needle on the record player comes to a screeching halt*
Sam and I: *Look at each other... eyebrows raised, bewildered... chuckling in disbelief * A quiet "What did he just say?!?" escapes my mouth... *I look back at Mark with one eyebrow raised*
*Awkward silence*
Me: "Um... yeah... NO. This is the youth friendly, G-rated laughy taffy here buddy. "
Sam: *looks at him in the rearview mirror and asks* "What kind of pornographic laughy taffy do you normally buy?"
Sam and I: *Bust out laughing*
Me: "Mark, you have been away from your wife too long... you need to get home... "
Sam: *lol* "Yeah... go home to your wife."
Sam and I: *Shake our heads and laugh*

In all reality, we did cut him some slack because he had just finished a 4 hour shift of driving... he MUST have been tired. ;)

In case you want to know:

Punchline: Because then he would have his pick.


I mean, really, what's a youth mission trip without a little x-rated laughy taffy?