My best Christmas party occurred when I was about 9 y/o. My Dad had recently been promoted to upper management and my folks hosted a dinner party for the bigwigs. It was traditional for the CEO to propose a toast after everyone was seated. My dad's buddy, Curley, gave me an inflated whoopee cushion and told me where to place it when everyone stood. The CEO's wife was a large woman and she stunned the room to silence when she sat on the cushion. I thought that was the funniest thing I ever saw and so did the lady and other attendees....w/ the exception of my parents.
mike r
