The (Quotable) Family
Either my family is very amusing or these drugs are really good.
My father, with his heavy accent and ignorance of all things technological, asked me if I could "de-faggot" his computer. No, he wasn't being bigoted. He meant "defrag". He didn't understand why my mother and I were laughing when he asked how long this process would take. He really didn't get it when I said that his computer was born that way.
My son wondered if he was adopted. Confused, I asked him why he would think that. He said he found a paper with his name on it. He thought it was a receipt from when we bought him. It was his birth certificate.
Maybe it's the drugs.
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no really...he's too much. at least you know where the boy gets it from.
no... it's definitely the drugs!!
Thank you!
That's what's great about family. Lots of unintentional humor.
Thanks!
You're going to start a fan club for my father, aren't you? And yes, the boy does take after him. We call him Lil Grandpa or Mini Grandpa. Sometimes I refer to him as LilOldman in deference to a favorite Mel Brooks film.
See? I knew it was the drugs.
Ugh.. That's rough. I've had gay friends struggle with the idea of telling their families. One even became suicidally depressed because she couldn't handle the thought of her family pushing her away. I held her hand, and offered to stay while she told her, but she decided that this was something she needed to do on her own. Thankfully, it brought the family closer.
I wish all families were like that. That, no matter what, we'd love each other unconditionally. But life isn't so simple, is it?
Your son shouldn't feel too bad. When I was five I asked my mother where I was born. She said "Deep River". I didn't know it was the name of a town, I just knew that my mother didn't know how to swim...
...and that's how I came to "know" that I was adopted, until my brother set me straight when I was seven. :)
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