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ITT post any of the crazy, weird, or otherwise noteworthy things that your family or friends say. If I can remember to take notes I'm sure I'll have a daily contribution. I'll start off.
My mom in response to receiving a survey for business owners from the Census Bureau: "Jesus Christ, they want to know everything except when was the last time you took a shit. Give those assholes time and they'll ask that and require a pap smear too. This is bullshit."
I caught my mother watching the 6 o'clock news, yelling at the TV, telling Hurricane Arthur to go out to sea. Pretty much in the way you tell a six year old to go do something when you're pissed off at the kid.
My mom, after I told her I was thinking about traveling the country by doing farmwork in exchange for a room and meals: "[lengthy pause]...but that's what the immigrants do."
My daughter sometimes says the craziest things when I wake her up. This morning...
Me: Hon, I'm taking your grandma to Darmstadt to buy a garage door. We'll be back in a few hours. Kid: That sounds like freakin' Narnia. Go through my closet and come back.
My then-96-year-old great-grandmother - with complete sincerity - while watching a news story about John McCain's mother turning 100: "She's 100? She looks like she's AT LEAST 105."
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My father is from Odessa, Ukraine. When people ask him where he is from, he always answers "The Former Soviet Union." When I first came home after the invasion by Russia and asked him for his opinion on Ukraine, he answered "what's Ukraine?"
My mother while showing me her high school yearbook last week: "That's my physics teacher...and that's my shooting teacher. That was my best class; I always got an A. I probably could have been a sniper."
Common phrase of my dad whenever we hassle him for driving recklessly: "Shut up. I've driven my car in reverse more than you've driven forward."
I could quote Gma Phyllis all day. But it is pretty horribly racist most of the time. Bless her ignorant heart. Lol
I can relate to this one for sure.
Obviously not a race thing, but when my grandmother found out that my roommate was a gay man, she said, "I just don't want you to wake up one day with your head cut off."
Obviously not a race thing, but when my grandmother found out that my roommate was a gay man, she said, "I just don't want you to wake up one day with your head cut off."
My grandmother tried to talk me out of living at UTK my freshman year because at least one person got murdered every day in Knoxville.
I could quote Gma Phyllis all day. But it is pretty horribly racist most of the time. Bless her ignorant heart. Lol
I can only relate to this on the level that my grandmother's name is also Phyllis lol
But Phyllis says this when discussing her 75th birthday party: "Christ, it's just a birthday...if you can't work it out just get me a casket and let me die already".
I know I just posted this on facebook the other day but this is my conversation between my grandmother (74), my nephew (9), and me about what we are having for dinner/cooking.
Me: What did you decide on cooking? Gma: Oh... I'm just free balling it tonight. Nephew: do you know what free balling means? Gma: well..... no. Me: I don't think it means what YOU think it means!
My dad is retired but works a part time job on a golf course doing grounds now. He came home around 10am one day, took his shower, tried to occupy his time for a bit. Finally, at 10:30am, he goes to the fridge and says "Ah, fuck it. Close enough." Grabs a beer and starts drinking.
My dad is retired but works a part time job on a golf course doing grounds now. He came home around 10am one day, took his shower, tried to occupy his time for a bit. Finally, at 10:30am, he goes to the fridge and says "Ah, fuck it. Close enough." Grabs a beer and starts drinking.
My grandma didn't like my granddad drinking. She never forbade him from it, but it was evident that she didn't care for it. His solution was to buy two six packs of PBR when he went to the store. He would bring one in with the groceries and leave the other in the trunk. When he ran low (usually by the end of the day), he would go grab the other six pack out of the trunk when she took a nap or went to the bathroom. He did this for years, and she never seemed to pick up on it.
My dad is retired but works a part time job on a golf course doing grounds now. He came home around 10am one day, took his shower, tried to occupy his time for a bit. Finally, at 10:30am, he goes to the fridge and says "Ah, fuck it. Close enough." Grabs a beer and starts drinking.
This reminded me of one of my dad's all-time best reoccurring quotes:
My dad is retired but works a part time job on a golf course doing grounds now. He came home around 10am one day, took his shower, tried to occupy his time for a bit. Finally, at 10:30am, he goes to the fridge and says "Ah, fuck it. Close enough." Grabs a beer and starts drinking.
My grandma didn't like my granddad drinking. She never forbade him from it, but it was evident that she didn't care for it. His solution was to buy two six packs of PBR when he went to the store. He would bring one in with the groceries and leave the other in the trunk. When he ran low (usually by the end of the day), he would go grab the other six pack out of the trunk when she took a nap or went to the bathroom. He did this for years, and she never seemed to pick up on it.
Obviously not a race thing, but when my grandmother found out that my roommate was a gay man, she said, "I just don't want you to wake up one day with your head cut off."
My grandmother tried to talk me out of living at UTK my freshman year because at least one person got murdered every day in Knoxville.
Post by wannaberoo'ing on Jul 3, 2014 10:31:49 GMT -5
One that probably a lot of you can relate to:
My family: "Why does your shirt say The Flaming Lips? What is that supposed to mean?"
Also, my grandfather, a long time ago, saw my husband's Foo Fighters shirt and just started howling in laughter. He kept pointing at the shirt, laughing so hard he was almost crying, saying "fooooo fighters" over and over again. I have no idea why he found it so funny but we all ended up laughing.
Also, when telling my aunt that we were going to see Trampled by Turtles, she starts laughing and says, "I'm guna start a bluegrass band and call it Stampeded by Snails now!"
My hillbilly family gets a real kick out of bands' names for some reason.
