Dad: Do you know what my favorite type of food is?
Tootsie shakes her head no.
Dad: A lot.
Dad: Do you know what my favorite type of food is?
Tootsie shakes her head no.
Dad: A lot.
“…human beings made sex with rats. That’s where lawyers came from.” -Dad
One post on the subject should be enough…but it isn’t for my mom. Here is her second attempt at using it…
In response to my dad’s new shirt…
Mom: It looks a little tight…
Dad: Are you calling me fat?
Mom: You know why it looks tight? Because you have a mushroom top…mushroom top…mushroom top?
Tootsie: Muffin top!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Mom: Hey, don’t you want some of this soup? It’s really good.
Tootsie: Nah, last time I had it I was sick so it left a bad taste in my mouth.
Mom: You need to have an emotionally corrective experience with it.
“Psychiatry enables us to correct our faults by confessing our parents’ shortcomings.” -Laurence J. Peters
While listening to an interview on the radio in the car…
Dad: We don’t have to listen to this, you can put on whatever you want.
Tootsie Woo: I’m listening to this.
Dad: Oh.
Tootsie Woo: They’re interviewing this guy about a movie he just wrote, but he’s a graphic designer. The movie is about his father who came out of the closet after his wife passed away. He was 75!
Dad: Maybe he thought it was the front door…
The movie we were talking about, SEE IT!
Tootsie: I just saw this clip from The View where Elisabeth Hasselbeck went off on Bill Maher and it made me cringe–
Mom: Hasselbeck? Is she related to David Hasselbeck?
Tootsie: David Hasselhoff.
Mom: …So…?
Tootsie: So, no.
Tootsie: Mom, these pants shrunk in the wash, do they give me a muffin top?
Mom: What’s a muffin top?
Tootsie: A muffin top. You don’t know what a muffin top is?
Mom: Oh, like a mushroom top.
Tootsie: No, that’s not a thing-
Mom: Yeah, your muffin is showing.
This is what my mom said after I explained to her what a “beard” is. For those who don’t know, here is the definition that is provided by Urban Dictionary…
Beard:
A genuine response from my mother: “What do you call a straight man who pretends he’s gay? A vagina?” I obviously relish in the inappropriate. |
Today I had the pleasure of being stuck in the car for 3 hours (at least) with my darling parents as we drove home from the wedding of a family friend. I do truly mean it was a “pleasure” because hearing what comes out of their mouths when totally unguarded and bored for 3+ hours is a real treat so I thought I would share some gems with you…
My dad on kindness:
“We’re not very nice…we hate everyone. We’re like our dogs.”
My dad discussing being introduced to my mom:
“Before I met your mom your uncle came to me and said, ‘I’ve got two girls for you. One’s nice, the other’s easy.’ And I said, ‘Can I meet the easy one first?”
Upon finding a long line for the bathroom:
Tootsie: Did you hear that little girl playing video games on the toilet?
Mom: That’s what the noise was?
Tootsie: Yeah!
Mom: She was taking forever!
Tootsie: I know! She was playing video games on the toilet with full volume. I mean, at least be discreet about it. We’ve all played Angry Birds on our phone while pooping but…at least be discreet…
After getting $20 worth of junk food for the ride:
Tootsie: Hey dad, I’ll get the sodas if you carry the Shame Donuts.