(mom calls on phone) me: hellooo? mom: is there anything within' 5feet of you that you can use to kill a zombie? me: no? mom: youre dead. (hangs up)
[while i was complaining about cramps. btw, being a girl sucks sometimes] Me: Ow. crampscrampscramps. My mom: Childbirth. I win.:p
Father "I want you to order this for me first thing tomorrow (Monday). And with fastest shipping." Me "Why don't I just order it today?" Father "Because it's Sunday and the Internet is closed on Sundays"
Dad: Are you watching "My Little Pony"? Me: This cartoon is amazing. Leave me alone. Dad: ...It's six AM, you have no job, You're an adult and you're watching cartoons. If you have pot, you better damn well share.
(PLaying Just Dance) Dad: My pelvic thrust has gotten weaker over the years Mom: Got that right!
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.)