Conference calls that crack me up...

So I was on a conference call with my brothers and they started joking bout each other and in a few minutes it turned into an argument (about who should say sorry first and why). These conference calls always crack me up, like big time... I sometimes have tears streaming down my face listening to them talk nonsense. So the argument was going on and I was trying to get a word in when Manoj suddenly stopped speaking, and then Vinod stopped too cause Manoj wasn't replying. I was wondering what happened... when the following conversation played out...

Vinod : Manoj, what are you doing?
Manoj : Making a sacrifice.

That sent me into fits of laughter, he meant that by not arguing with Vinod, he was making a sacrifice. I usually mumble something about 'wise folks know when to keep quiet' when I don't want to prolong an argument, but this sacrificial approach definitely beats that.

Another snippet of conversation that cracked me up, Vinod wanted to book tickets for mom, so he asked me...
Vinod : Will mom be comfortable in business class or first class?
Manoj : Why don't you send your private jet...

Living up to their role! (check the link to understand better)

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Antonio said…

rofl

1:38 AM

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