Dad: Wow, that's hot! Mom: It's a fire, dear.
Mom: I don't care if you sleep standing up in the closet! Just get to bed!
*while an update for the computer is going on* Dad: the computer's being downloaded so don't go on it 'til it's done.
(Talking about my cat.) Me: I don't know what happened, but after we got him fixed, he just got so fat." Mother-in-law: "Maybe he is really a she and she's gonna have babies!" Me:"...we got HIM fixed..."
Mum: Who's winning? Green Bay or the Packers?
Dad: "Well the washroom doesn't have my hemorroid cream in its bathroom now does it? So we have to go back to the hotel."
Dad: The doctor says my feet hurt because I have high arches. He says I need to wear high heels. Mom: No, he said you need to wear heeled shoes Me: *snickers* I have some black pumps you can borrow if you need. Dad: Don't you have anything in pink?
Dad (in response to me having a gay friend): You know it might not be a good idea to hang out with those people. If you hang out with them, people might think you're that way too. When I was younger me and my friends used to go to gay bars and then people started thinking we were gay too.
Me: Cool fountain. Uncle: Yeah that'll be really fun to piss in later when I'm drunk.
(After mom catches me in a contest to fit as much bubble gum in my mouth as possible) Mom: Do you know how embarrassing it would be for us if you died by choking on bubble gum? Dad: Or if you spontaneously combusted.