Why is this guy on so many of our boxes?
Oh, him? That’s your Uncle Q – don’t you remember?
He’s our uncle?
Yes. He’s really into oatmeal. We used to go camping all the time together.
He’s a pretty good guy except he always brings that terrible layered Jell-o salad to everything. Uncle Q, guys, stop pretending you don’t know him.
Well, maybe we’ve seen him. Was he at the big party in the park that time?
YES – and he was laughing at all his own jokes, wait, no, that was your other uncle.
Jell-o salad? The kind with all the different colours?
That’s the one. And that’s why we stopped inviting him to Christmas.
Sometimes, I CAN’T HELP MYSELF.
9 thoughts on “Why, it’s your Uncle Q, of course”
I do this all the time. Drives Jana nuts.
Further evidence that our families need to meet one day, but without Uncle Q.
Oh, thanks for banishing him. That explains all the extra layered jello salads at our family events…
Ever suffered through the one with shredded carrots? Coming to a family reunion soon…
I used to think that our family were the ONLY ones who would ever commit jello/mayo mashups…
So many combinations. So, so many.
Hey Jan: Loved this one, as our youngest went thru’ a phase where she would only eat cereal if it had “The Oatmeal Guy” on the box. Will hv to remind her of that next time I eat breaky @ her house. LOL :))
They’re going to tell that one to their teachers, and you’re going to come off sounding like a crazy person. Or a Quaker with an Ancestry.com account.