Good For The Gander

We had dinner at my friend E.'s house this weekend, along with the A.s. Mr. A., who was born and raised in India, told us a story about a cobra killing a Pomeranian in his childhood neighborhood.

"You should get a mongoose," I said. "Better safe than sorry."

"Yeah, Panamanians hate geese," said E.

"What are you talking about?" asked A.

"The Panamanian who killed your snake." said E.

"Bastard," I said. "I bet it was Noriega."

"He was scared of geese."

"Because of the rabies."

"Absolutely," said E. "You have to keep geese away from dogs because of that."

"Especially Pomeranians," I added.

"That's why you need a mongoose."

A., who had been watching us, turned to our wives.

"They're idiots," said the Lovely Bride.

"Yes they are," said E.'s wife.

A.'s wife nodded her agreement.

"No we're not," I said.

"We're silly geese," said E.