My family's dinner conversation is ... odd. To say the least.
Me: You see, that's the sort of important anthropological question they don't answer in my classes! What kind of underpants did they wear in Jesus's time?
(I should add that this took place during a conversation about Elvis vs. Jesus, and ... well, I'm sure you can extrapolate from there. And if you can't, you probably don't want to.
This isn't an isolated incident, either. Like the time we ended up discussing cephalopods. They live in cephalapartments and worship Cephalosiris. In case you were wondering. And logically, this led to discussion of Cthulhu. THIS IS WHY I LOVE MY FAMILY.)
(I should add that this took place during a conversation about Elvis vs. Jesus, and ... well, I'm sure you can extrapolate from there. And if you can't, you probably don't want to.
This isn't an isolated incident, either. Like the time we ended up discussing cephalopods. They live in cephalapartments and worship Cephalosiris. In case you were wondering. And logically, this led to discussion of Cthulhu. THIS IS WHY I LOVE MY FAMILY.)