Although Dad’s retirement party was snowed out, we still managed to keep ourselves entertained. Drew and Kate even made it out from Durham. The conversations only get worse when you add in another brother.
You HAVE to be getting tired of these little fly-on-the-wall excerpts, but I just can’t stop myself. So here’s one more. Fortunately I’m running out of notes.
Mom: You know the Germans are coming over for three weeks in September. We were planning on visiting New York with them. But after this weekend, I am afraid to take them to see you guys.
Mike: Is Axel dating anyone?
Me: He prefers the name Tripe.
Drew: Does he know Magillicutty?
Me: Oh my God they could get married!
Drew: And then he’d be Tripe Juice?
Thom: Do you think they hired a stripper for the party?
Mike: They DID get one for his 4oth birthday.
Drew: Hopefully it won’t be the same one.
Thom: You know who likes getting fisted?
Mom: Thommy! *shakes head in horror*
Thom: Nope – sock puppets.
Rocco: Am I wearing my pretty underwear? Yes! These have little north poles all over them.
Thom: Easy, Rock Bottom. We already saw the hole in the ozone layer when you bent over to check the fireplace.