Sister: "Okay, so go fix that TV now."
Brother-in-law: [waving fake gang signs] "Yeah, fix that shit, boyyyyyyyyyyyy."
Me: "Why do you always deliberately sound like a lame-ass, white-boy rapper when you do that?"
Brother-in-law: "Because I'm a lame-ass rapper and I'm here to say, I dig Fruity Pebbles in a major way!"
All: [flailing, hysterical
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