Son: Dad, remember how you always said you wanted a bad at your wedding
Dad: I sure do son
Son: And how you said the first thing you would do if I got married is have a band?
Dad: You betcha – we’ll have a great time, kick up our heels
Son: Well guess what, I’m getting married
Dad: What?
Son: Yes, she said yes – and the first thing I asked her is if she wanted a band at our wedding and she said she did. Isn’t that great?
Dad: Wait a minute, hold on, not so fast there. I’m not sure we can have a band.
Son: What do you mean?
Dad: A band is really expensive
Son: That’s the great thing dad. I’ve got some friends and they’re going to play for free.
Dad: What?
Son: They’re going to play for free.
Dad: Free?
Son: Yeah, isn’t that great?
Dad: Having a band is a big step. Think about what it might to do your wedding.
Son: But you always said it would make it better.
Dad: There are a lot of people who might not want to come if there’s a loud band
Son: I’ve talked with so many people and they really want a band there. And I think it would even lead to bigger gifts. You know uncle Bob writes his check in the bathroom.
Dad: I’m thinking a band could really endanger this wedding.
Son: But how?
Dad: Remember how I said your mother’s Aunt Sadie hates bands. She might not come. That would really hurt your mother.
Son: Aunt Sadie died last week.
Dad: It would be a terrible blow to her memory.
Son: Mom said to have the band, she’ll be the first one to dance.
Dad: Still, I think a band is not something we should push for.
Son: Why?
Dad: Because.
Son: Why?
Dad: We can have a better wedding without a band.
Son: But you always said a band was a good idea
Dad: You know our neighbors across the street really hate bands
Son: We haven’t talked to them in years. They wouldn’t come even if we didn’t have a band
Dad: But if you have a band the wedding will be a shambles
Son: Why?
Dad: Some people will be upset that we had a band
Son: No, everybody wants a band
Dad: So we’re agreed having a band is a bad idea
Son: Why?
Dad: So the band is out.
Son: Why
Dad: Let’s talk about appetizers
Son: But I’ve looked so forward to having a band.
Dad: We should have gefilte fish – and demand that nobody can leave the room unless they eat it.