Away on vacation and got the card to our hotel room. Told my wife: “ nice we’re staying in the pie room.”
“What’s a pie room?” she replies, Room 314. We’re staying in room 314. Should have seen the look on her face.
Dad joked my wife in the kitchen.
Wife: we joked with my boss that this pie cookbook had 200 pies.
Me: Are you sure it isn't 314 pies.
This earned me a swat on the rear.
