So, I guess my dad started a blog.
Also, sorry for the unexpected hiatus. My parents stopped talking to me about the Internet. They’ll start again soon. I’ll begin the prodding.
(via Toothpaste For Dinner)
The Net starring Sandra Bullock & My mom.
Mom: So, you remember Nancy, right? My friend Nancy?
Me: Oh yeah, how is she?
Mom: I don't know. We haven't talked in years. I tried to have your sister find her on the net but they don't know where she is either. Of course, I don't even know her last name anymore.
Me: So, you just searched for "Nancy" and the Internet had zero results? That's surprising.
Mom: I know, I couldn't believe it.
Money laundering with Dad.
Me: I transferred the car payment to your account today.
Dad: Oh! That's what that was. I thought someone accidentally put money in my account.
Me: Did you call the bank to report the error?
Dad: It's not an error if you need it.
Me: That's dishonest!
Dad: What do you think online banking was invented for?
Me: Nigerian princes?
Dad: Huh?
Me: Never mind.
Podcats? I don’t think I even want to know what that is. It’s probably disgusting. It sounds disgusting.
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Mom She misheard me when I was telling her about podcasts. She thought I said podCATS. I was going to tell her, but it’s just better this way. |
What are you gonna do with that picture? Put it on your blag?
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My father He loves blagging. Blags are his favorite. |
My mother thinks YouTube is essentially America's Funniest Home Videos.
[Showing her a video on my phone of my son singing a SpongeBob song in Lake Michigan.]
Mom: Oh my gosh. You should put that on the YouTubes.
Me: Why?
Mom: Don't you get a prize for the funniest video?
Me: No. Be honest, have you ever been on YouTube?
Mom: I haven't, but I get the idea.
Me: Actually, you're kinda right. There's not a prize though. Unless you count being the biggest jackass.
Mom: I do count that.
Sound Advice From My Father
Dad: You should get one of those homepage sites that lets you sell things.
Me: eBay?
Dad: Yeah, that might work.
