Well, this was technically post dinner and I believe post dessert discussion, but either way . . . it was funny and probably not found at the average dinner table.
I really have no recollection of how this topic came up, but at some point we ended up on Eskimos. It started off innocent enough, and then it turned into them gnawing on things. So, K's brother said, "A good Eskimo wife would chew on her husbands boots to soften them up for her husband in the morning."
Someone said they call their boots "mukluks".
That's when Papa D looked at K and asked, "Would you chew on my mukluks tonight?"
There was a pause from all four of us and then sheer laughter. Papa D laughed and said, "That didn't sound right, did it?"
K's brother started say something about mukluks, but nearly spit out what sounded like "muknuts", which sent us into a tizzy. K had to dab her eyes she was laughing so hard.
So, um, we're just going to refer to those things as boots, okay?