Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Eskimo Christian Italian
Eskimo Christian Italian, who?
Eskimo Christian Italian no lies.
(Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies.)
There you have it, the unacknowledged pun. Everything else was accidental, came with the writing, and for the record, aethucyn, Jude really is 3/4 Alaskan Native American, 1/4 Italian. (I agree that Brianna's reaction wasn't right, but I wrote the thing in less than an hour and didn't edit it. It went someplace different than I thought.) Also for the record, I agree with fleece that the story is "okay." For the most part it is as Kellnerin observed, merely good banter.
toxicfur noted that it seemed like part of something longer. I noted in the beginning that the word count was tough for me to make, so you got only gravy instead of meat as well. Blue Oregon said it contains a tell or two, but I have no idea what that means, other than they told a couple of jokes.
persimmon decided it was not a story about food, but about bad jokes. The entire story is a bad joke that I gave away in my commentary.
They're chewing the fat.
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