The humor I've come to love far more than anything else over the years has been generated not by professional writers, humorists, comedians, etc. but by the most ordinary folks during the course of everyday life; never planned, just spur of the moment stuff featuring brilliant, hilarious use of the language in just the right circumstances. I've had a number of such moments with friends, family, acquaintances -even with total strangers at Walmart or other public establishments. The British I'm sure do this quite well, but I tend to think to some degree it's a universal phenomenon, part of just being human beings.
Regards,
Andy
You're talking about the "snap-bang" humor that took place in fishing camp with my dad and his brothers. Pop was never one to stand up and tell jokes like I could, but he was always good for little zingers that usually had a message attached. And now I find some of his zingers coming out of my mouth. One of his best was "If the older generation didn't pass along its knowledge to the younger generation, we'd still be living in caves."