Monday, August 17, 2009

the home I grew up in...

I talk to my parents on the phone a lot. Sometimes, our conversations are me listening to them bicker. Tonight, my dad was complaining about my mom getting after him. Apparently, he "let" some mosquitoes in the car. I then asked to talk to mom.

Mom: what are you doing?

Me: Listening to daddy complain about you.

Mom (to dad): were you complaining about me? Did you think she wouldn't tell me? Go get me a dairy queen, cabron!

Dad: Go get it yourself!

Mom: Stupid

When my mom says stupid, it sounds like "stoopid" and she says it with such contempt, that you just want to die laughinig. It is her ultimate insult. These are the people I love. Bless their little hearts.

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