The Hive!

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"*insert real name here*, don't use that sort of language! Sit up straight!"
"Mother, you can't even see me. How do you know how I'm sitting?"
"I gave birth to you. I've known you all your life. Of COURSE you're not sitting up straight. Eat your vegetables."
"Gah bhweuhiuh."
"Son, please use correct grammer to make your statements more readible. bhweuhiuh is NOT a word in any dictionary."
"It should be!"
"Don't talk back to your mother!"
"Awwww, mooooooom..."

Yeah, I'm pretty sure you'd regret it more than anyone else if you brought your parents into the Hive. :)
 

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Well, as interesting as that may be, I think the Hive will pass on that offer. Although depending on the personality of your parents, hilarity COULD ensue.

She's a hard-working soccer Mom with a bionic hand and lazer vision! He's a corporate drone with a built in ethernet port and no social conscience!

They fight crime! Hilarity ensues!
 


Yeah, I'm pretty sure you'd regret it more than anyone else if you brought your parents into the Hive. :)
Luckily you are quite off base. For all you live in MN, I guess you haven't met them. They're the older couple, him with the grey hair, and her with the brown curly hair. You can't really miss them, everybody knows everyone else there, right?

Mostly I doubt they'd have the time or interest to post here, but you'd get more bad jokes as riffs pass between hafrogman and hafrogmom.
 

She's a hard-working soccer Mom with a bionic hand and lazer vision! He's a corporate drone with a built in ethernet port and no social conscience!

They fight crime! Hilarity ensues!
Neither my sister or I ever played soccer. . . or baseball, or football, or cricket or any sport. She raised a pair of bookworm genii.

She's a mad scientist choir singer with a bionic elbow. He's a trouble-shooting electrical engineer with an unhealthy obsession with aardvarks.* They fight crime!**


* all true. . . it's all true.
** this is not true
 


Ahh, when the donkey jokes ran fast and furious...
Ah yes, those heady, carefree days when our jokes were clean, our intentions pure and our conversations free of smut and innuendo. . . . yeah, I don't remember those days either.

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Neither my sister or I ever played soccer. . . or baseball, or football, or cricket or any sport. She raised a pair of bookworm genii.

She's a mad scientist choir singer with a bionic elbow. He's a trouble-shooting electrical engineer with an unhealthy obsession with aardvarks.* They fight crime!**


* all true. . . it's all true.
** this is not true

Or so you believe...
 

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