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!

I think the most recent revelation was why we shout L'il Sebastian whenever a small horse is in view

We sing the 'Put the that thing back where it came from song' from Monsters Inc. A lot. My mum and I do, 'I love you', 'I love you more', 'I love you most' from Tangled. We quote Come Fly with Me a lot. Ooh and if you're ever asked what you're doing, you must reply 'Playing Tiddlywinks' regardless of what you're actually doing.

Bloody sands and beaches - used as an alternative to for gods sake

When someone says "it's dark in here" ask if they have their glasses on (dad trying to read in sunglasses rather than reading glasses)

If someone is hovering around it's either "sit down and make the place look tidy" or "stop standing there like piffy on a rock bun"

Good night, I love you and sleep well must all be said in German, at all times

If someone is wearing a short skirt "hope they hang the pelmet back when they're done wearing it"

When dh is having a rant, me and the kids start humming the darth Vader music. The more he rants, the louder it gets.

I love some of these (the Star Wars one made me giggle).

Every time we see a plane we guess the air line and where it’s going and DH always says “Jet 2 Geneva” and everyone always disagrees.

“banana roll call” - each kid has a different banana number and when we get in the car/go somewhere I make them shout “one banana” “two bananas” etc

We also pronounce a lot of words bizarrely - flower/shower/power, oven, pitta, envelope, cutlery. And we say “no me gusta” if we don’t like something and “no me diga” if we don’t believe something, despite having no Spanish origins.

Kids also have secret meetings inspired by some book characters - our surname begins with a P so they have “OAP” (oldest available P) and “MOPS” (meeting of P siblings). They take place primarily on the trampoline but if it’s raining have to happen in a bedroom with a barricaded door in case parents get in. Similarly my siblings and I used to be able to have full conversations in spoonerisms and speak backwards (like radio = oidar) relatively fluently, which we did to annoy our parents.

I feel like there are tonnes more. Families just are weird.

Our local agricultural supply place used to be called Southern Counties Agricultural Trading Society - Scats for short. Handy for all sorts. Never mentioned in our house without a knowing wink and a pervy snigger.

Pingles, my eldest had this phrase "beep beep GMRRRRM RRRRM", if anybody falls over we shout "bink bonk biddly bonk"

Loadsa daft stuff

If a small child/pet/item someone is using pokes you in the bottom, it is customary to call out my dad's name in an accusing tone. My mum, long divorced from him, first did this after a family event they both attended when he was helping her to load her dishwasher and her dog bumped his nose on her bottom. Both of their faces were a picture and those of us who'd seen what had happened were laughing too much to explain the misunderstanding to them.

By family tradition, I cannot handle chocolate in the house; DH has to select it and feed it to me. If I am seem to be handling and eating chocolate at home then the must be neglecting his husbandly duties.

A person making an accidental and inconsequential error when speaking must be given an outraged stare and accused of being a filthy liar.

If DH makes a particularly bad joke he is instructed to remind me why I love him and must present his bottom for a small grope.

DH is the daft one here.

Any request to 'put it away' is met with 'put it away, put it away, put it away now' (red hot chilli peppers' 'give it away)

Ask someone for the salt and pepper? 'Salt'n'Pepper is here, is real, is in da HOUSE'

'Please may I leave the table?' 'Where are you going to leave it?'

'Shall I put the kettle on?' 'If you must. Won't suit you though' (Those last two have been handed down to him from his dad and likely his dad before him.)

'Squidlings' (kids) and 're-WEN-gay!' (Revenge) courtesy of my bestie so no idea how that started but the two of us do address each other as 'Schatzy' (mutilated German) or 'Stinky Wumpuss' (from a computer game character back when my family got an Acorn which needed you to type in line after line of tedious code only for the game to crash anyway).

Also 'humble agolopies' which makes me remember my lovely A-level Biology teacher Mr Burton.

when DS was tiny he couldn't say the word " computer".
he called it the "youputer".

it's always called the youputer now .

If we rocked up at my mum's she'd likely open the door then start to close it again shouting, 'No thanks. Not today. We've got enough dishcloths.'

She'd also patiently sit listening to me practise my German spellings and mutter randomness: 'Mmm-I'll have two' or 'Make mine a large one'.

I do miss her sometimes.

In a café, my DD and I like to play "Shufflefood".
It's a great game that involves moving things randomly across the table, gloating over our clever moves, taunting each other and cackling witlessly.

DH walks in the door every Friday after work and shouts "it's friiiidaaaayyyyyyy!"

Every time we drive to Ely ...we say " Ely cathedral... rising out of the fens"

DS is 8 and very limited speech ...he has lots of disabilities... He says why ..we say that's why....why...because I said....why .....because I'm the best......why .....cos your bum stinks .....why....cos your a stinky whiff.......
This goes on and his why's get more high pitched and squeaky and it's a lovely playful communication with my DS which we can do normally !!!!

I could go on...I think we are a family of crack pots !

We like an inappropriate plural, such as “would you like cups of tea?” (Just to one person) or “I would like cheeses on toast”.

We also blame my partners ex- flatmate from years ago for any mess around the house or a loud fart, we say he must be hiding under the bed, we also blame the baby for lots of farts/burps as she cannot defend herself yet.

If there's a mess or something gets broken and questions are asked about what happened we always say 'Georgie dunnit'. From when my son was 2 or 3 on holiday claiming every time a mess was made his best friend had done it (who was back in the UK).

Also the DCs have imaginary GF/BFs called 'Bobby Richardson' and 'Sylvie Rainbow Unicorn' - both now sadly dead or dumped - which is a shame because I liked them. Particularly Bobby.

My DS's response to a lot of questions when he cant be arsed to reply are either 'Chinatown' or 'Turkish' whatever the question. Plus he calls people a 'Silly goose' and my daughter will say 'no I'm a pirate' in a silly voice. If they were annoying me or were mucking about I'd talk to the headmistress 'Mrs Potty Patterson' who weirdly lived on the kitchen ceiling.

Oooh and my 2.5 year old can't say croissants (her dad says it "Brit style" and I say it "French style") so they ads now called...
Quoznoses

Referring to feet as "feets"!
And other habits that are too crazy/weird to mention.

In my DH’s family ‘Can I help?’is always answered dryly with ‘Opinion is divided’.

Several generations of children on my mother’s side are fluent in Eggypeggy. It’s just English with added syllables. With our cousins we have three variants and it amazes us that adults who haven’t grown up talking it really can’t understand us.

We do twatty things in restaurants based on my dad’s rubbish jokes...
If the waiter says “sorry about the wait” we recoil in horror and say “I’m trying to lose it!”

If you order water and are asked “still?” you have to reply “I haven’t changed my mind”

If you order something like an Apple crumble for dessert and the waiter says “crumble” whilst serving it then everyone at the table crumbles.

If you order wine then someone whines.

Once my dad even handed the salt and pepper to waiter and said “the food was lovely, please pass my condiments to the chef”

Luckily these never seem to happen all in one meal otherwise we’d never be allowed back
He was so a geek, I miss him so much 💔

*such a geek

Zadok the Priest has just come on the radio and reminded me of another: we have to sing along, using the words 'Zadok the Priest is a priest, he is a priest, called Zaaaaa-aaaaa-doooook'.

LordTrash that's now in my head!

This thread has made me smile. We have a few; here's a couple. we'll have a conversation and there has to be an item in each sentence, it's never planned; one of us will just do it; e.g. cheese. "it's brie-zy outside" "i hope you had a Goud-a time" and so on until someone admits defeat! ☺
Also if you accidentally put two legs in one trouser leg we always say "ooh, like a mermaid!" No idea where that came from!