Enough with the Goober already

The horde of grand kids we had sitting on the couch watching SpongeBob all jumped up as one and decided they were starving and they needed grandpa to feed them. Seeing as no other adult was present I volunteered to make them lunch (great grandpa ain’t I?).

I rooted around in the kitchen then asked if any of them wanted peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, they all responded they did, which was cool as that was an easy lunch to make.

I fished out a jar of Goober, “Who wants Goober on their bread?” I was expecting some funny responses but it seems none of them saw the hilarity in a foodstuff called Goober except for Gage. He walked into the kitchen, “Grandpa, I’m not a Goober!”

“I never said you were I asked if you wanted Goober on your bread.”

“No, you called me Goober,” he stood with his arms crossed, his signature pose.

“No, look it says Goober on the jar,” I held the jar in front of his face.

“No it doesn’t,” he was getting adamant.

“What does it say on the jar then?”

“I don’t know I can’t read,” he replies and stomps off back into the living room,

“You’re a Goober grandpa!”

You’re a Goober

Me: Dear, what did you put on my sandwiches this morning?

Carolyn: Goober.

Me: Okay, I only asked!

Carolyn: No, the peanut butter an jelly stuff is called Goober, both in the same jar, didn’t you like it?

Me: You know I don’t care much for peanut butter.

Carolyn: I know but you are one for saying you don’t like something you haven’t tried.

Me: I’m finicky what can I say but why on earth would anyone call a food product Goober?

Carolyn: What’s wrong with it?

Me: Sounds kind of nasty.

Carolyn: This coming from a guy who eats jellied eels, toad in the hole, blood pudding, mussels, cockles, haggis and tripe.

Me: Jellied eels is yum grubbing, toad in the hole is batter and sausages, blood pudding also called black pudding is great as is or fried and I have never ever tried and have no desire to try haggis or tripe, sounds nasty.

Carolyn: See, point made.

Me: What?

Carolyn: Anyway, try some of these chocolate covered peanuts.

Me: Cool, what are they called?

Carolyn: Goobers.

Me: What, blech!