Thanksgiving Skit

FDR had a talent contest Thanksgiving night; The prize was 3 free nights at the resort, so competition was steep. Here was our Skit:

Daddy:	"Back in California we make wine. The kids even stomp the grapes. That is our talent. Obviously we can't do that here; so instead we are going to make something with wine: Sangria"
some background here: The wine and beer served by the resort is of the most "basic" quality. To get around this, I had been drinking Sangria all week. The Sangria they make at the bar was dreadful (they put grenadine in it) so I had been making my own in our room and bringing it out with us.
Daddy:	"Ok, mommy; I need a pitcher of ice"
Mommy:	picks up camera and takes a picture of an ice cube
Daddy:	"No Mommy; a Pitcher of Ice not a Pitcure of ice"
Isabella:	"Bada-Bing!"
Daddy:	"OK, now I need Wine"
Mommy and Kids:	in a whiney voice "We don't wanna go home!"
Daddy:	"I said Wine not wHine!"
Isabella:	"Bada-Bing!"
Daddy:	"Bah-Boo - I need some fruit. Pineapple"
Michelangelo:	dumps handful of fruit into the pitcher "Pineapple!"
Daddy:	"Pineapple"
Michelangelo:	"Pineapple!"
Daddy:	"Pineapple"
Michelangelo:	"Pineapple!"
Daddy:	"Pineapple"
Michelangelo:	"Pineapple!"
Daddy:	"Pineapple"
Michelangelo:	"Pineapple!"
Daddy:	"Pineapple"
Michelangelo:	"Pineapple!"
Daddy:	"Pineapple"
Michelangelo:	"Pineapple!"
Daddy:	"Orange"
Michelangelo:	looks at daddy quizically "Huh?"
Daddy:	"Orange you glad I didn't say Pineapple again?"
Isabella:	"Bada-Bing!"
Daddy:	scratches chin "Now I need some Ting"
Ting is a Jamaican grapefruit soda
Michelangelo:	"What Thing?"
Mommy:	Holds an empty ting bottle upside down "No Ting"
Isabella:	"Bada-Bing!"
Daddy:	"OK, then I suppose some Sprite will make it alright"
Isabella:	"Bada-Bing!"
Mommy:	"Hey big Boss; What do men and grapes have in common?"
Daddy:	"I don;t know mommy; what do they have in common?"
Mommy:	"They both need a good stomping to make them acceptable to take to dinner!"
Isabella:	"Bada-Bing!"

We came in 3rd and won a bottle of Appleton's Rum.