In which my parents cop to having a lot of shit.

[sechan19]

On the road to Richmond...

Dad: ...so the recordings go along with the backstage passes that Teva will get to sell on eBay one day. [pause] Poor Teva.
Mom: Yeah, I feel sorry for Teva sometimes.
Me: What are you talking about? I have the best parents in the world.
Dad: Yeah, but we've got a lot of shit.
Mom: We've got so much shit.
Dad: We've got tons and tons of shit!
Mom: We've got piles of shit!
Dad: We've got boxes and basements and backyards full of shit!
Mom: We've got endless amounts of shit!
Dad: We've got a lot of shit!!

And by that point I'd pretty much lost it.

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[firynze.livejournal.com]

*cracks up*

If only my parents would admit that they have a lot of shit, and that I'm totally screwed when it all becomes mine.