My mother destroyed my insect colony. Such ma-level-ant behaviour!
I come from a family of warmongers. I am belli bellicose to them.
I adopted my child–in case it wasn’t a parent.
I can’t stand my spouse’s family and she can’t stand mine. We’re kin dread souls.
I just found out that my mother’s sister has been forced to work in a graveyard and I’m in diggin’ aunt about it.
Does my Italian sister wear a lot of jewelry? Sì, bling
When I told my family I was becoming a yoga instructor they looked at me like I was a mat man.
My friend Emma has a family store. They’re afraid it will be taken over soon by Emma’s son.
My father, the deer hunter, loved to travel. I still remember his advice. “Go to Venice, son.“
My mother’s sister was bitten by a snake. I will carefully suck the poison. That’s the antidote.