Archive for the ‘Moms’ Category

Judge the Ger­mans.

Moth­er: Where’s Ger­many?
Daugh­ter: There. (points it out on map)
Moth­er: That’s not Ger­many! That’s Ger­many! (points to Africa)
Daugh­ter: What? Mom, that’s Africa. (points to Ger­many again) This is Ger­many. And this is Eu­rope…
Mom: Oh.
Daugh­ter: Holy shit, mom.
Mom: Don’t judge me!

Ren­ton, Wash­ing­ton

Back Up– There Are Jews in Ne­bras­ka?

Hip daugh­ter: Mom, is that the same guy?
Hip mom: No.
Hip daugh­ter: Then why do they sound the ex­act same?
Hip mom: Be­cause they’re Jew­ish.
Hip daugh­ter: Re­al­ly?
Hip mom: No.
Hip daugh­ter (laugh­ing): Oh my god! Mom! That’s…
Hip mom: Don’t quote me on Face­book.

Lin­coln, Ne­bras­ka

Over­heard by: robert tay­lor

So That’s What the Pro­peller Beanie Is About

Row­dy child in shop­ping cart: Mom! What’s that?
Tired mom: Spam.
Row­dy child: Mom! Can we get it? Can we get it, mom? Mom? Can we? Mom!
Tired mom: No.
(row­dy child starts freak­ing out)
Tired mom: Okay! Fine, but will you eat it?
Row­dy child: Nope…I just like at­ten­tion.

Toron­to, On­tario

Over­heard by: aleX­is