I'll start. Multiple choice:
A) The arrival of the Cylon fleet B) Christmas during the Government Shutdown C) A Nightmare on Elm Street, Part III D) Judgment at Nuremburg |
E) colonic irrigation |
The texas chainsaw massacre |
They're warmer than my parents and I'm less on edge with them than I am with my parents. |
Getting a cavity filled where they didn't give you enough Novocaine. |
Flushing $1k of groceries down the drain and broken appliances. Every time. |
Having Mary Poppins in your house, except the magic suitcase isn't that magical and is six times as big, with 10 times the amount of random stuff in it. |
Just like having some random bums from Starbucks over--except they don't pay you.
They just become one with the furniture for hours/days, mooch off your wifi, eat your food, sit there, say nothing, do nothing, have loud phone conversations, and make contact with no one, or anything but their ipad/iphone/laptop. |
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+1. I'd rather have my inlaws over than my parents any day |
+1! Christmas with them is like the kind you read in fairy tales. |
I don't agree because my in laws are fine as visitors, but I love this characterization! |
Not as fun as anything. Not fun. I'd have more fun in surgery. |
. . . the cultural sweet spot where Prairie Home Companion meets The New Republic (my ILs are academics from the midwest -- love them dearly -- they produced a wonderful son and they adore my kids -- what more could I ask?) |
- hours of back labor followed by an unmedicated birth
- being trapped on the tarmac for 4 hours seated by the toilets next to a heavy guy in a kilt with bad breath (has actually happened to me) - and what the PP said about becoming one with the furniture. Perfect description. |