I was saying the other night that my idea of heaven would be playing Scrabble with Shakespeare and Dickens. But that would probably be someone else's idea of hell.
To which my brother added: "Yeah, especially Shakespeare and Dickens."
I started off the game with a bingo, "vaunter" (one who vaunts) which my brother challenged and lost. He surrendered immediately.
My other brother said something I found funny. I can't remember what it was, though.
Oh, I remember now. He was reading the titles of the foods in his military rations. Like "Wheat - Snack - Bread." And "Pork - Riblet - Barbecue". And he said "It's like that have Yoda thinking up the titles for these things."