Like mother, not like son

Three conversations at our house tonight:


Daniel: I can’t seem to find that form I’m supposed to fill out for badminton. Oh well.

Albert: Son, I am praying for your future wife right now. You need to marry well.



Angela: Look, Sweetie! I am working on simultaneous knitting and crochet projects, so I put them all in this neat folder with each tab for a project.

Albert: (silence, gives Angela a look)

Angela: What’s that look mean? Don’t you like it? (blink blink and gives Albert Bambi eyes)

Albert: (to Daniel) Son, take notes on the type of woman you should marry.



Albert: (looking at Daniel’s desk) Son, the Federal Emergency Assistance Agency is going to be visiting our home tonight due to the condition of your desk.

Daniel: Hey, at least we will get money.

Daniel: (cleans desk) Hey, I found my badminton form!

A Yee

Angela Yee is a professional designer (graphic design, stage design, interior design — and teaches leadership skills at

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  1. Carmen Lin - February 28, 2012

    This is so funny!

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