I have got in a lot of trouble over the years for my sarcasm and general smartassedness. I don't know where it came from as my parents are not overly witty, although my father can be known to throw a barb here and there.
I have gone past the point of funny sometimes and have hurt friend's feelings so I try to be much more careful now - but I do find it difficult not to poke fun at all the idiosyncrasies of life. Life is funny, situations are funny, why be serious?
I think I am getting my own back now in the form of my sarcastic children. Who said they could talk like that? Where did they learn this rude behaviour from? Oh.
The other night at dinner we had fish. My son asked why we had to eat this? And I went on about the goodness of fish, how it is better for you than red meat, about all the omega-3 in it and so on. My son asked what omega-3s were and being the scientifically challenged person that I am told him they were good for his brain.
"Huh," he said, "well, my brain is telling me not to eat it."
Brat.
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