From the mouths of babes.

A friend of mine said, "Super, we can always count on you to say something inappropriate but not offensive enough to do anything but make us laugh."

Uhm. Thanks. And don't you think that you may have taken my place with that statement?

Every time I have gathered with The Boys and Girls for an evening meal, I've said something seriously stupid. The first time, we all sat at the table and I innocuously said, "This scene makes me feel like we're supposed to say grace or something."
I was not suggesting as I'm not big on prayer; I was just making an observation. Then I was told, "We're Jewish." and THEN I had to have it explained to me, because I am ignorant.
Second dinner, upon which somebody says something awful about a bar that "smelled like AIDS, what does AIDS smell like anyway?" I have no clue why I responded but I definitely said, "It makes me think of bandaids." For a moment, everybody looked at ME as if I was the one who had said the original horrific statement. I was trying to say the statement made me think of 'sterile' smells. Perhaps "hospital" would have been a better choice.
And the third dinner when I kept calling everybody the wrong name (similar to last Friday), but a few of these people don't know me well enough to know how terrible I am with names.
Tomorrow is another of these gatherings and even I am curious as to what moronic thing might squeeze past my lips. Mostly, I get excited about these, but a little part of me is dreading this. Maybe I'll try to stay 100% sober... then again, that would leave me with no excuse.