I had dinner last night with H, his mom, and his sister. The three of them were discussing someone with whom H and his sister went to high school.
H's Mom: It's amazing that the guy turned out so well considering who his parents are.
H's Sister: Why? What's wrong with his parents?
H's Mom: Oh, I don't know. They are just strange.
H's Sister: What was strange about them?
H's Mom: They were just kind of creepy.
H's Sister: In what way?
H's Mom: They were just creepy.
Me: Did they ask you to swing?
You guys. I asked my mother-in-law if a creepy person asked her to swing! What is wrong with me? But that is what I thought of when she said they were creepy.
H's sister and H's mom busted out laughing. H was both mortified and traumatized. He stared at me and said, "You are speaking to my mother!"