I'd give a lot to hear one my mom's malapropisms again. Enjoy yours while you can. / Here is a typical one, from the 1960s, repeating a joke she'd heard. "Where does Batman take his trash? To the dump."
Might be able to top that'un. The back wall of our brick garage was bowed inward. My dad never said a word. / my brother ashburybob had the fastball. Not me