Familial Strangeness

The otherday, when walking past my mother and eating a Kit-Kat bar (if you don't know what one is, the rest of this blog may not make sense) said mother turns to me and says, "Good. I see you found the Tic-tacs. Um... Hoppy-Hoes... something..." Now, the forgeting of the name "Kit-Kat" is not the main focus of this entry. The main focus is the various reactions of family members to the event named, "The Hoppy Hoe Incident." (Disclaimer: Event was not actually an incident but was dubbed so for dramatic purpose)

1st Reaction: Upon retelling the Incident to my father, he proceeded to declare that a Hoppy-Hoe was in fact a Rabbit Prostitute. Think about that for a moment, and it could raise some Hare-y questions.

2nd Reaction: At the store the next day, I found a box of "Ho-Hos" (Little creme filled chocolatey snacks) and crossed out the first Ho as seen here:



I swear, I did that so that Mom would not feel so embarressed about her part in the "Hoppy Hoe Incident." It was in no way in order to mock or poke fun at her. No way at all. Move along.

3rd Reaction: This evening, Alex comes in from the garage carrying a hoe and proceeds to jump up and down. No explanation needed; draw your own explanations.

Thus we have a layout of Familial Strangeness as applied to the "Hoppy Hoe Incident." Either I'll leave you to do the rest of the analysis or come back and do it later. Either way, I'm too lazy to do it now.