No wonder I'm twisted!

With parents like mine, that is. LOL

When Mom & I went Christmas shopping, she kept looking at these novelty boxer shorts and asking me if I thought she should get this one or that one for Dad. First it was a Santa pair then something else and then the Grinch. That's when I couldn't take it anymore and told her to STOP! The images she was putting in my head, I was trying VERY hard not to see. Did she want me to end up in therapy??

I kind of forgot all about it because she didn't buy any.

So after the kids opened their presents, Dad handed out cards to my brother and his gf. Hmm, he's holding mine...WTF? My brother and his gf each got gift cards and, since I didn't have many gifts, I thought maybe mine was bigger or something.

NOPE!

Really sweet card..then I opened it. Stuck inside was a picture of my Dad in the boxer shorts, bent over so I could read the HO HO HO across his ass.

I dropped that sucker on the love seat and started screaming "NO! NO! NO!" "That's just so wrong! That's wrong on so many levels"

Turns out there were TWO pics in there....Mom got a "Santa" outfit too and they posed together for me.

Seriously, can you SEE the years of therapy ahead for me after seeing that???

Oh, and of course, Mom videotaped the whole thing! lol