So to understand the mental prison that I currently find myself in I will transcribe a conversation from this evening.
Mother-in-Law "Blah, blah, blah....broken oven....blah, blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah.... 20 years ago.... blah, blah. Blah, blah... needed a repair man... blah, blah."
Mrs Furious (impersonating someone who gives a shit) replies "hmmm that's funny"
Mother-in-Law looks Mrs F in the eyes and says "No actually it wasn't."
How exactly do you even respond to that?
"Yeah I get that... apparently what you don't get is sarcasm, irony, disinterest, my goddamn comedic genius... but hey thanks for making me feel like an asshole!"
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Showing posts with label you could cut the tension with a knife... or you could just cut my wrists with it. Show all posts
Sunday, September 23, 2007
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