| me: | did you two eat that whole loaf of bread?! |
| momma sue: | I only had two pieces. |
| poppa greg: | I have a problem, OK?! |
| me: | hey, can I have some of your wine? |
| momma sue: | hell yeah! it'll make you feel better. look at me! |
| me: | how how is she? |
| mommma sue: | 27. 28, maybe 30. 33. |
| me: | OK, don't hurt yourself |
| momma sue: | I'm going to stab you. |
tipsy times with momma sue…
giving up wine during the week makes for some sloppy motherfuckers on friday night.
| momma sue: | it's 5 o'clock somewhere. |
| me: | it's 5 o'clock here. |
| poppa greg making small talk with my sister and her boyfriend, patrick. | |
| poppa greg: | so how'd things go in the bedroom last night? |
| keri: | what?! (while pat chokes in the background). |
| momma sue: | you're a sick fuck. |
| poppa greg: | I didn't mean like that! I meant, like did the cats get in? |
| good job, greg. |
| Poppa Greg: | You know, Bill Gates is a big anthro...pologist. |
| Me: | Philanthropist. |
Momma Sue: I’m making beef stroking-off today.
| poppa greg: | I'm just reading my book. |
| me: | that is actually called a magazine, but nice try. |
| me: | remember, if you ask me for anything I will punch you in the face. |
| madelynn & sophia: | okay. |
| sophia: | aunt michelle, how old are you? |
| me: | how old do you think I am? |
| madelynn: | 30. |
| me: | you bitch. |
| momma sue: | Ugh, I feel like I'm going to throw up. You know that feeling? I'm feeling it. Should we get a cupcake? |
| me: | ... |
| momma sue: | my cat is a dominatrix. |
| jeremy: | I'm a pleaser, not a teaser. |
| momma sue: | I hope your dick falls off. |