Papa: These orchids made me think of you because you're temperamental and moody, and orchids are moody.
Mama: (angry) How could you turn these sweet flowers into something so insensitive!? Blah blah blah blah blahhh...
Sister: Mom, you're supposed to laugh! You just proved his point!
Papa: ...These orchids made me think of you because you're beautiful and so are they.
Mama: It's too late!... [starts to laugh]
Papa: [massages mom's temples] This is how the Mexicans do it.
What the random?!
I love my family.
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