Maybe Baby
I just got home from hanging out with my grandparents for a few hours (oh, what an exciting life I lead!) and watching god-awful free-to-air cooking shows with my grandmother while she knitted. Apparently, she's been working on little stripey woollen jumpers for "AIDs babies" (her words) in "India or somewhere bad like that". When asked if the "AIDs babies" actually needed thick woollen jumpers in hot "bad" places like India, my grandmother paused for a minute and then replied that they get wrapped in newspaper otherwise.
I'm in two minds as to whether or not this is funny.
I'm in two minds as to whether or not this is funny.