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home is usually full of laughter.
I got home around 10:30pm, and had a late dinner of homemade stew. after we ate, me and my parents were standing around the kitchen.
my dad goes around the corner and says to my mom "c'mere, I got something to tell you." she says, "no, I'm not falling for that!" he asks again and she gives in. the second she goes over she yells "JESUS, Michael!" and runs into the dining room. she came back wielding one of our big lighters and chased after him. apparently, he had a pained look on his face when she went to him, and, well.....you get the idea. I was literally on the floor crying from laughing so hard.
I'm thoroughly amused that my parents are 57 and 54 years old and still laugh over farting.
what's even funnier....Jon and I do stupid stuff like that.
I got home around 10:30pm, and had a late dinner of homemade stew. after we ate, me and my parents were standing around the kitchen.
my dad goes around the corner and says to my mom "c'mere, I got something to tell you." she says, "no, I'm not falling for that!" he asks again and she gives in. the second she goes over she yells "JESUS, Michael!" and runs into the dining room. she came back wielding one of our big lighters and chased after him. apparently, he had a pained look on his face when she went to him, and, well.....you get the idea. I was literally on the floor crying from laughing so hard.
I'm thoroughly amused that my parents are 57 and 54 years old and still laugh over farting.
what's even funnier....Jon and I do stupid stuff like that.