My cousin, who lives with my grandma, came home with a blue mohawk. Grandma: That's very nice dear! Let's do it to the dog! (And...she did.)
(Me and my Mum walked into Kmart behind a gay couple holding hands.) Mum: Oh my God! Look at the pansies! (I stare at her in horror as the guys in front of us turn around and glare. I realize she is pointing to a display of pansy plants near the door.)
Mom: I don't like birds. They don't have arms. I don't like anything without arms.