[The Bruins get a goal in Montreal.]
“There’s a lot of cheering.”
“That’s just French booing.”
conversations (56 posts)
Me: Are you going to pick him up?
Mom: Was it a hitchhiker?
Me: Well, he was dirty and had a funny hat.
Dad: Sounds like Mike Nesmith.
…now how do I get those four minutes back in my life.
my mom after watching “What Does the Fox Say?”
Me: Dougie Hamilton’s brother plays for the Sharks.
Dad: Really? What’s his name?
Me: Something Hamilton.
Dad: Uh, DUUUUUH.
He’s always changing, and he’s always a white man.
my mom, about Doctor Who
[There are two little girls playing in a revolving door.]
Father: Okay, no more Laverne & Shirley, come on.
But… this function is factorial…
my brother, after I introduced him to recursion
Mom: You notice everything about fonts, and nothing about people.
[To a Habs fan wearing baseball hat.]
Mom: Don’t you think you should put a Tuukka on?
[Texting.]
Dad: when u coming home
Me: I don’t know if I’m ever coming home.
He didn’t appreciate my reference.