(my uncle to his lap dog) I'm a velociraptor... Hear me roar, you pathetic dog!
[With my grandparents and my mom watching TV. My mom changes channel to Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle.] Me: ... Maybe this movie isn't appropriate to watch with grandma and grandpa... Mom: It's fine. Your grandpa can't hear it, and grandma won't remember. Me: But-- Granpda: Is that a cheetah?! The cheetah is smoking pot?! What?! HAHAHAHAHA. Me: ...........
Brother: Dad, why do I have a tail bone? Dad: It's where we cut your tail off when we stole you from the zoo, Chico. Brother: Chico? Dad: It's your monkey name.