At Least It Tasted Better Than This Foot In My Mouth!
British playwright William Douglas Homes and his wife, Rachel, were invited to dinner by friends. Since he had to attend a matinee in Oxford, he and is wife arrived for dinner separately. The group dined, chatted, and then the Homes’ rose to leave around eleven.
“Thank you, Rachel, for a lovely dinner,” said the host.
“What do you mean?” Homes inquired.
“I brought dinner over from home,” his wife explained, “as their cook was off.”
“In that case,” said Homes, “I am at liberty to say that the fish was the most disgusting thing I’ve ever eaten.”
“That was the only dish I provided,” said the host.