Mum’s Got a Hunger
Mum: Should I get Hungry Joe’s in do you think?
Me: Hungry Joe’s?
Mum: You know Hungry Joe’s. They have a truck and it’s written on the side.
Me: Hungry Jacks? (Burger King)
Mum: No, they’re the hamburger mob. It’s a Green Truck. Green you know. I know you know who I mean.
Me: I, ah. What does Hungry Joe’s do?
Mum: You know what they do. They do a lot of things. A lot of things.
Me: That’s very Donald Trump of you.
Mum: Don’t say that.
Me: I don’t think you should get them in.
Mum: Why not?
Me: What things do you want them to do?
Mum: Oh, my fellow has retired.
Me: Your fellow? Didn’t know you’d been two-timing on Dad. What a way to tell me.
Mum: Don’t be a mad thing. My lawn fellow. He was a cop and then he did lawns and now he does bugger all, but it’s like a jungle out here. You could go to the letterbox and get lost and wander around for days and die of hunger and then the ants would eat you.
Me: Do you mean Jim’s Mowing?
Mum: That’s what I said. Jim’s Mowing.
Me: No, you said Hungry Joe’s.
Mum: Hungry Joe’s Mowing. Are there two of them?
Me: I don’t think there are two of them.
Mum: I probably want Hungry Joe’s after all because of the jungle.
Me: You don’t think Jim’s Mowing can handle a little letterbox jungle?
Mum: I think it was probably a waste of time asking you this question.