just had a conversation with my brother in law when he suddenly popped the question if i'd be attending the memorial. i evaded the question and just went on talking about the original topic. so he asked again.
bil: now, are you going to the memorial or not?
me: i suppose so, i guess... why do you wanna know?
bil: because if you haven't planned on attending, i'd catch the next plane, come over to you, give you a good beating and drag you to the kingdom hall.
me: oh, and why's that?
bil: because it's the most important day of the year!
for a few seconds my head processed all the things that are way more important than passing around wine and cookies, but i quickly changed topics again, every comment would have brought me into trouble.
i'm off for some red wine. no cookies though.