Family Lolz
So, my family (consisting of my brother, mum, and dad since my sister lives away from us to go to school in Harrisonburg) went to Pizza Hut for dinner tonight. There is a family tradition we have of having *cough* very inappropriate, disturbing conversations around the dinner table. We'll discuss anything from death, graphic sci-fi and slasher films, and gore to bodily functions and sexual banter.
Tonight, it appeared to be sexual stuff, revolving around my parents college friends and intriguing university names. For instance, there apparently was a girl at my parents' college named Anita Finger that everyone used to joke about, as well as a dog named Dammit (and this was a Baptist College). My dad was also apparently friends with this black guy named Coffee (I said that it sounded like the person who named him was racist and gave him a slave name. Still, born in the 1950s, I wouldn't put it out of the realm of reason). Anyway, my dad brought up this really random comment about Coffee. Apparently, he was uncircumcised. Hence, the sexually based conversation that followed.
Dad: He was uncircumcised.
Me (laughing): I don't even want to know how you know that. Did you go skinny-dipping together or something?
Dad: Locker rooms.
My brother and mom are laughing. My brother has a mild snicker while my mum is drawing the attention of everyone in the restaurant with her boisterous laugh.
Dad (looking at mum in amusement): I can't take her anywhere.
Mum: I'm not the one who brought it up!
Dad (referencing Coffee's male anatomy--obviously): I should hope not!
Me: *Facepalm*
Seriously, you guys. My family. AND IT'S ALWAYS AT THE DINNER TABLE. I swear, we're all adults, even if we don't talk like it. Still, at least we amuse each other enough that we haven't tried to kill each other like most families do.
And one last anecdote, done while Trent and I were watching Over There Part 1 (my brother is watching all of Fringe for the first time ever so he can watch series 3 as it airs).
Walternate: I'm not a lover of war, as you know--
My brother, inserting his own commentary: But I do like to fuck it sometimes.
I want that on a bumper sticker. And then I would drive to my uber-conservative church with it proudly displayed on my car. I'll do anything to piss those people off. :) If only it wouldn't endanger my father's job. *sigh*
For those who are interested, I've almost finished my newest fic. Hopefully, I'll have it up within the next few days. If I get it done tonight, then I'll put it up then. If not tonight though, then Monday. Cos I'm going out of town to PA to visit a friend of mine at her college up there, so I won't have internet access. We're going to see Relient K! Yay!!!! (Seriously, this is my 18th time and I'm still excited at the prospect. Oh, Matt Thiessen, how I love thee).
Tonight, it appeared to be sexual stuff, revolving around my parents college friends and intriguing university names. For instance, there apparently was a girl at my parents' college named Anita Finger that everyone used to joke about, as well as a dog named Dammit (and this was a Baptist College). My dad was also apparently friends with this black guy named Coffee (I said that it sounded like the person who named him was racist and gave him a slave name. Still, born in the 1950s, I wouldn't put it out of the realm of reason). Anyway, my dad brought up this really random comment about Coffee. Apparently, he was uncircumcised. Hence, the sexually based conversation that followed.
Dad: He was uncircumcised.
Me (laughing): I don't even want to know how you know that. Did you go skinny-dipping together or something?
Dad: Locker rooms.
My brother and mom are laughing. My brother has a mild snicker while my mum is drawing the attention of everyone in the restaurant with her boisterous laugh.
Dad (looking at mum in amusement): I can't take her anywhere.
Mum: I'm not the one who brought it up!
Dad (referencing Coffee's male anatomy--obviously): I should hope not!
Me: *Facepalm*
Seriously, you guys. My family. AND IT'S ALWAYS AT THE DINNER TABLE. I swear, we're all adults, even if we don't talk like it. Still, at least we amuse each other enough that we haven't tried to kill each other like most families do.
And one last anecdote, done while Trent and I were watching Over There Part 1 (my brother is watching all of Fringe for the first time ever so he can watch series 3 as it airs).
Walternate: I'm not a lover of war, as you know--
My brother, inserting his own commentary: But I do like to fuck it sometimes.
I want that on a bumper sticker. And then I would drive to my uber-conservative church with it proudly displayed on my car. I'll do anything to piss those people off. :) If only it wouldn't endanger my father's job. *sigh*
For those who are interested, I've almost finished my newest fic. Hopefully, I'll have it up within the next few days. If I get it done tonight, then I'll put it up then. If not tonight though, then Monday. Cos I'm going out of town to PA to visit a friend of mine at her college up there, so I won't have internet access. We're going to see Relient K! Yay!!!! (Seriously, this is my 18th time and I'm still excited at the prospect. Oh, Matt Thiessen, how I love thee).