Speaking of Jason

Howard’s cousin Jason sent us pictures from his annual Halloween bash that he holds every year.

Missing that party is one of the things we miss the most about no longer living in North Carolina.

Missing Jason is an even bigger one for us.  Especially me.  Jason has been in my life as long as I’ve known Howard.  He is only a year older than I am, so when I began dating Howard, he and I bonded almost right away.

The thing we have in common aside from our age is that we have the sense of humor of a 12 year old.  Anything that falls under the “stupid humor” category is sure to have Jason and I doubled over with laughter.  Got a good fart joke or any good body function joke for that matter?  We’re all over it.  A stupid one liner that we find funny will be told over and over again until people are begging us to shut up.  Does that new toy make a funny noise?  We can exploit the shit out of that one honey.

Speaking of toys, many Christmas’s ago (or was it Thanksgiving?), we all gathered at his Uncle Bob’s like we do every year, and somehow, someone came across this R2-D2 model that, with the push of a button would sound the lingo that is R2-D2.  I can’t imitate it here but if you’ve seen Star Wars, you know what I’m talking about.

Also, if you’ve seen Star Wars and all the mishaps poor R2-D2 keeps getting himself into, you’ll know that he has a blood curdling scream.

That very scream was one of the many sounds found on this particular R2-D2 model.

I don’t know who discovered it first, but in no time, Jason and I were pushing the button that played the scream over and over again and laughing until we cried.  We did it everytime someone opened a gift, we did it everytime someone spoke to us, we did it especially when someone we didn’t like spoke to us.  For some reason, the more we did it, the funnier it got.  Jason and I were hell-bent.

Finally, someone got fed up and when one of us turned our backs, they seized our R2-D2 and hid it behind the wood pile on Bob’s front porch.  Of course, it wasn’t long before we found it and continued our torture.

Because like I said, we’re basically two 12 year olds when it comes to humor.

What I love most about Jason is that it doesn’t take a whole lot to make him laugh.  He isn’t afraid to be silly with me.  He also isn’t afraid to stand in the middle of a room and belt out songs with me (Landslide).  He isn’t afraid to dance and sing Abba songs with me until we’re hoarse or until, of course, someone gets annoyed and yells for us to shut up.(in which case, we usually sing louder!)

I’m not around at Christmas anymore or any other holiday due to work commitments but when we make it home once a year, someone makes sure the R2-D2 doll is safely hidden, the Abba CD is stashed away as well, and Jason is always there with open arms and a smile. (and usually a low-brow joke to get the evening started)

3 Responses

  1. Jason Says:

    Chris, I have just one thing to say to you “Talk to the mitten” he he Thanks for the kind words and I miss you like crazy too. I got out the video from your last New Year’s Eve before you guys moved to AK. It was so funny but touching. I love you babe.

  2. Chris Says:

    I completely forgot about “talk to the mitten”. So many funny moments! Oh man, I’m sure that video was hilarious. Our drunken rendition of Landslide and I think…weren’t we singing into that Dijareedoo? (spelling?) “Eh law”. Love you!

  3. Jen Says:

    R2 rules… long live the scream!!!!!

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