to ask for your familyisms?

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I'm wondering if it's just my family that does silly things that nobody else does!

For example, one person will turn off the car radio and say "Shut up.". One of the other passengers will pause for a second and then add "Silly person."

Is it just my family that is weird? Please MN, help me out here!

When I get in the car with the dc to go out we always do a head count and lastly “.... and George”. There is no George, we know no Georges. But we never leave them behind either!

When I was younger and we all used to watch Blind Date, whenever the couple opened up the envelope saying where they where they were going my dad would say “a trip to Carshalton Ponds.” Every. Single. Time. Annoying at the time but I look back with fond memories now.

We have the Family Blanket.

It's just a throw on the sofa. It's all snuggly and warm and you only get it if there's something wrong with you, such as you're ill or have been dumped for example.

If you want it, you have to plead your case as to why you are poor enough to wrap yourself in the Family Blanket.

Between my mum, sister and I, quite a few.

When opening the front door, the correct greeting is ‘Welcome to my palace! You are very beautiful’. The guest should simply reply ‘Thanks!’ and sweep in.

Any use of the phrase ‘No flies on ’ should be met with the response ‘Well, no, not yet. But one day.....’

We don’t live in Royston Vaizey, but you’d be forgiven for wondering some days.

This thread has made me smile

We grew up watching the Young Ones and Blackadder etc so we often say weird one liners from them that people outside of our family often don’t get and think we’re really weird. If anyone goes to fetch a drink and someone else wants one they automatically shout “Baldrick!”

The moment I realised I loved my DP was when we were at a party and a crap song came on so I started “pub singing” a la Vic Reeves on shooting stars and he joined in! We were pissing ourselves laughing and I knew he was the perfect little weirdo for me

Also if someone is annoying us we shout “SHUT UP MEG”

Autumn that reminds me of one me and dsis used to do on df when he came home from work.

us: Friend or Foe?
Him: Foe
Us: How big?
Him: Ten feet
Us: (opening door) Pass Foe

For some reason "What are you of?" instead of "How are you?"

I have no idea how this started and now it's written down it looks really weird!

DH and I call milk "Milsh" to one another.

Like, when writing the shopping list, at the shop, taking the milk out, putting it away again, when using "Almond milsh" in a smoothie.

I can't remember how it started, but sometimes I say it to someone who's not him, and look a right weirdo.

Joanna we call milk Mook because that’s how my DS used to say it and it’s just stuck 😂

If my dad knows it’s me on the phone he always answers
“Hello, Swansea school for flying ducks”

If he doesn’t realise it’s me. I ask
“Good morning, is that Swansea school for flying ducks?”

I have no idea where it comes from.

We also regularly claim that “the bigger boys did it”

Or fix someone across the room with an angry look and scream “Flanders pigeon murderer!” While pointing dramatically.

Stemming from when we were younger and all lived in the same house 'not bein funny or nothin, but I've got work in the mornin'

When someone is acting like a tit, or at the end of a night get together.

Only funny to us.

If any of us says the word "do" twice in a row within a sentence, everyone else points at them and says "Ha ha, you said do do!"

The Black adder coffee sketch was repeated for about the 150th time today. At the end my auntie looked at us both like loons and said that she didn’t want to know how we make tea.

At least you can blame it on your child's adorableness, Wine! We are two grown adults deliberately mis-pronouncing our grocery items on a regular basis.

We also have to say bread in a very loud, abrupt and gruff voice to one another. A bit like a dog's bark: "BREAD".

We look odd in the supermarket, I'm sure.

"What do we need?"
"Milsh and BREAD."

And we call corned beef by "his" (?!) "full name": Cornelius Beefington.

Thank god we found each other.

My dh and I have lots.

Anything that is "brilliant" gets called "angry birds" after the time my dad kept repeatedly saying how brilliant angry birds was.

"I loved that film, it was brilliant"
"Yeah it was angry birds wasn't it"

Also when one of us is faffing around trying to make a decision, the other will say "..still or sparkling??" because of the time we went to a restaurant and ordered water and snooty waiter said that to us as if we were moronic for not specifying.

Oh also if one of us laughs at the other one tripping over or whatever then the tripper will say "yeah hilarious" in an American accent after the time we saw an American man get stuck in some bus doors and he said that to us when we sniggered at him.

Winosaurus we have "SHUT UP DAVE!" Dave is a Dream Beaver from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Also from TMNT, we have "April. Please close the freezer. Ice Cream Kitty is beginning to melt."

harriet have loved so many of these but yours resonated as our coveted family blanket is a patchwork laura ashely quilt. it is called "Pink"
you must be ill enough to deserve pink....

We also say, eg, "DD. Please brush your hair. Ice Cream Kitty is beginning to melt."

My husband and I will say something, then follow it up with, "you know it, I know it, and Bob Dole knows it." I think it might have come from from an episode of The Simpsons. I don't remember anymore.

Since Hamilton became popular, the kids and I will say, "you are the worst, Burr," when we're bugging each other.

DancesWithOtters, are you one of my sisters? My sisters and I always sing Jurassic Park, Antiques Roadshow and Black Beauty at each other, and have done for donkeys years. How bizarre. Unless you really are related to me then I'm a bit gutted that my sisters and I aren't as weird and quirky as we originally thought! 😆

Whenever someone says “hold up” me and dp say ‘what would you do’ I’m a rap style. Other people always look confused at us laughing

I rarely call my children by their real names. I go for names like bob, Ronald, Margery, Alphonso, Michael, actually, whatever spring to mind to be honest.
Whenever either of my children pass comment on the food I have rustled up I say “thank you very much Gordon/Delia/Nigella...”

We often communicate using Alan Partridge lines. Classic intercourse!