The Man is great at Freudian Slips.
A few years ago, we were at the beach, returning to the house when a jet from a nearby air base was noticed flying over. There was a bit of dark smoke coming from the plane. As The Man watches, we hear him say "hmmm . . ."
We asked him what was up.
He then says, "I wonder if they are calling Mayonnaise?"
Us: "What? Why would they call Mayonnaise?"
The Man: Frustrated "You know, when a plane is crashing, they call Mayonnaise, Mayonnaise!"
Oh, "May Day, May Day"
So fast forward to last night. After helping Will under the house - repairing a cracked drain pipe, Will took us out to eat. It was late and The Man was a great help to him, so Will let him choose the restaurant.
Choice made - Chinese.
As meals were picked, The Man asked, "Can I have Eggnog Soup with mine?"
Eggnog Soup = Egg Drop Soup
It was funny. So we reminded him it was Egg Drop.
The waitress arrived to take our order. We let The Man start, he ordered his entree and then remembered the soup. You guessed it, he ordered Eggnog Soup. The waitress was a little confused until we quickly spoke up to correct his slip.
I wonder if she thought he had had a little to much of the grogg?