A Brazilian
They are looking through the menu and the dad points to the falafel appetizer.
Dad: How do you pronounce that one?
Me: Falafel?
Dad: No actually I feel great! Just a little bit hungry..
Daughter: (Face palm)
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EDIT: falafel sort of sounds like feel awful.
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and again..
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Dad orders his daughter a slice of cake for dessert.
Me: (to daughter) Here's your dessert. and (to the Dad) I brought you a fork in case you wanted some too.
Dad: Thanks! I love fork! (begins to pretend to eat fork)
Daughter: (absolutely mortified face of embarrassment.)
There's a Brazilian people there.
I'm seeing a lot of lame cheap WWII jokes because of this soccer match. My heart goes out to the people of Brazil. The photos of crying Brazilians in the stands are moving. They clearly did Nazi it coming.
Was at the fair on Friday with my family and as we were walking out, we were talking about how many people were there... There were thousands... maybe a million over the whole event... And I laid down: "I bet there was a Brazilian there today." Met by groans after I explained there probably was someone from Brazil there.
