My Mom to Eamon: "You're a futty? You're going to be a futty? Futty boy?" (trying to say "fatty").
My Dad upon seeing a picture of Ken's Mom on FB: "Huh? That's the Mom? The Original Mom? Or the Second Mom? Why is she so young?"
My Mom to Eamon: "A biddingdingdingdingding...a biddingdingdingdingdingggggg...look at you...a biddingdingdingding" promptly followed to Sharon: "Look! I can talk English now with Eamon!" Then she looked back at Eamon and said: "A biddingdingdingdingding...a biddingdingdingdingdingggggg...look at you...a biddingdingdingding"
My Dad to Sharon, upon seeing her wrist which she tensor bandaged up because she had a pinched nerve: "Did you try to slit your wrist?"
My Mom to Eamon: "A biddingdingdingdingding...a biddingdingdingdingdingggggg...look at you...a biddingdingdingding" promptly followed to Sharon: "Look! I can talk English now with Eamon!" Then she looked back at Eamon and said: "A biddingdingdingdingding...a biddingdingdingdingdingggggg...look at you...a biddingdingdingding"
My Dad to Sharon, upon seeing her wrist which she tensor bandaged up because she had a pinched nerve: "Did you try to slit your wrist?"
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