Eating breakfast with my parents this morning and I was trying to be lighthearted about the whole "I'm Going To Die Alone" thing, when my father decided to be funny.
MamaEldritch: You just aren't trying. Who are you going to find if you spend all your time in your room?
Me: Mom, no offense, but I have so little prospects that Benedict Cumberbatch himself could fall through my ceiling and I'd still have zero chance.
DaddyEldritch: *laughs to himself* Like the hag in Robin Hood: Men In Tights!
Me: *looks over* What.
DaddyEldritch: You're like the hag in Robin Hood: Men in Tights! The Sheriff of Nottingham falls into her bedroom and she's like "my prayers are answered!" because she's a magical hag.
Me: ....................did you just call me a magical hag?
DaddyEldritch: ....um... You know what, I have some errands to run? See you later!