He Ain't Heavy
Brother wonders if I'll ever stop emailing his friends about my breasts, books, blogs, and bullsh*t.
Umm. Probably not.
Brother hopes I never contact his wife's family.
Sloan, one of the aforementioned friends, imagines what would happen if I did get in touch with the Untouchables.
Ugh, what a mess. Those days of friendly, pleasant Christmas dinner with the in-laws will be a thing of the past.
You: Could you pass me the yams, "Mom"?
Mother-in-law: We just got an email from your sister.
You: Whoa, hey, does anyone know the difference between a yam and a sweet potato?
Father-in-law: We've never seen so much swearing in print before.
You: I feel sick.
Wife: You should.
You: I couldn't protect them forever!
Mother-in-law: She used the word abortion eight times! Who does that in a Christmas Card??
3 Comments:
Hey speaking of your Inclusive Liberal Holiday cards, don't send one to my old home address because the new owners are old, frail and susceptible to strokes.
That Sloan is a funny funny character!!!
you are a tad over the edge - especially for your age. you're getting up there with erma bombeck you know.
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