Son 2: "Grandpa is like a cat, but instead of bringing home dead birds he brings home discounted sausage. And he puts the dead birds in the compost."
Friday, 31 January 2014
Thursday, 30 January 2014
Avenging Angles
Son 2: "I wish I looked like a superhero."
Me: "Don't. Their bodies are physically impossible."
Son 1: "Exactly. They have non-euclidean abs, breasts that contain themselves and when you talk to a superhero their topography inverts. And THEN they start occupying the same space as each other."
Me: "Don't. Their bodies are physically impossible."
Son 1: "Exactly. They have non-euclidean abs, breasts that contain themselves and when you talk to a superhero their topography inverts. And THEN they start occupying the same space as each other."
Wednesday, 29 January 2014
Dong Show
Me: So I got the extended warranty package..."
Son 2: "Heh heh. Package."
Me: "Really?"
Son 1: "You know he'll laugh at any old junk you say."
Tuesday, 28 January 2014
Monday, 27 January 2014
Martial Mall
Dad: "Want me to show you the steps in today's Kung Fu pattern?"
Son 2: "No. I'm going to learn it the way God intended: from an Asian man in a strip mall."
Son 2: "No. I'm going to learn it the way God intended: from an Asian man in a strip mall."
Sunday, 26 January 2014
Legal Strike
Me: "I'm eating chips. Don't judge me."
Son 1: "I won't judge you if you don't judge me."
Me: "It's my job to judge you."
Son 1: "Yeah, but I won't judge you for not doing you job."
Son 1: "I won't judge you if you don't judge me."
Me: "It's my job to judge you."
Son 1: "Yeah, but I won't judge you for not doing you job."
Saturday, 25 January 2014
Period Pieces
Me: "Maybe I should learn tatting for when I watch Downton Abbey."
Dad: "You could knit crumpet covers."
Son 2: "Or teacups."
Son 1: "Or monocles."
Dad: "You could knit crumpet covers."
Son 2: "Or teacups."
Son 1: "Or monocles."
Tuesday, 21 January 2014
Riot Night In
Me: "OK. I'm heading out for the evening. Don't have a wild party."
Son 2: "Don't worry Mom. I'll just invite two friends, Mary and Jane."
Son 2: "Don't worry Mom. I'll just invite two friends, Mary and Jane."
Sunday, 19 January 2014
The Cost of Love
A text exchange...
Me: Clean up the laundry in your room after school. ps love you
Son 2: Why?
Me: You're my son. I have to love you.
Son 2: If you loved me I wouldn't have to.
Me: Oh really?... Hmmmmm... I'll have to go with the laundry.
Me: Clean up the laundry in your room after school. ps love you
Son 2: Why?
Me: You're my son. I have to love you.
Son 2: If you loved me I wouldn't have to.
Me: Oh really?... Hmmmmm... I'll have to go with the laundry.
Friday, 17 January 2014
Self-MisPerception
Son 1: "You're the lamest dad I know."
Dad: "I'm the coolest dad you know!"
Son 2: "No. You're the coolest dad I have."
Dad: "I'm the coolest dad you know!"
Son 2: "No. You're the coolest dad I have."
Thursday, 16 January 2014
Foody Blues
Me: "I'm eating my feelings."
Dad: "A dried date?"
Me: "I also had some cheese."
Dad: "Dairy & fiber? Good lord woman, at least get some Hagen Daas."
Me: "Good lord... I can't even emotionally eat right."
Dad: "A dried date?"
Me: "I also had some cheese."
Dad: "Dairy & fiber? Good lord woman, at least get some Hagen Daas."
Me: "Good lord... I can't even emotionally eat right."
Tuesday, 14 January 2014
Angling for a Laugh - A Pair of Puns
Son 2: "When the timer goes all rotate the pizza 180 degrees."
Me: "Because they're pizza Pis?"*
Me: "Because they're pizza Pis?"*
Son 2: "I was walking home and I saw a car perked perpendicular to the sidewalk."
Son 1: "That's normal."**
References:
*http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Radian#Conversion_between_radians_and_degrees
References:
*http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Radian#Conversion_between_radians_and_degrees
Monday, 13 January 2014
Collageral Damage
Son 1: "Mom... are you scrapbooking?
Me: "Uh. Sort of."
Son 1: "Back in my day we had scraps, and we had books, and we kept them separate."
Me: "Uh. Sort of."
Son 1: "Back in my day we had scraps, and we had books, and we kept them separate."
Sunday, 12 January 2014
Fists of Furry
Son 1: "...and that's how I got on the international kitten punching circuit."
Me: "In this family, we don't punch kittens."
Son 1: "What? You're not my real dad!!"
Son 2: "MOM!? Well then what CAN we punch?"
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