Family

Tag: Family

What would you rather have: frugal parents who saved almost $2 a month, or documented proof that you experienced a childhood?

“Compromising Information” refers primarily to the eggnog-induced confessions that occurred around the fire pit on Christmas Eve.

If you think Thanksgiving is a time when we could all come together, you haven’t met my family after I poke and prod.

Worried I might embark on a border-spanning bloody warpath? You think I have that many air miles saved up?

A bank teller overeager to waive overdraft fees on my debit card in an attempt to maintain our relationship.

Act now to receive a lifetime of resentment from the rest of our family.

Awfully hot day, isn’t it? It’s always hot here in the summers, but we make do. That’s what the Edgar family does. We make do.

Rodney is a baby and I am an adult man. We look nothing alike. For starters, look at how much smaller Rodney is than me.

- There’s no chance you’ll walk away with a flattering photo. - You don’t know what to do with your arms.

This family has a rich history of Crazy Uncles ruining Thanksgiving. A tradition that you are now responsible for.

You’re young, your hormones are raging. All you want to do is figure out what the shadowy figure following you through mirrors is saying.

Looking back, I can see it was I, not yo momma, who is so dumb that I stood on a chair to raise my IQ.