Red and I try to avoid sharing specific details of our marriage on the forums but this is too funny not to post.
We live here together with my 22 yr old son who is young man living with autism. It's xmas eve in New England, a white christmas, the tree is twinkling, the electric fireplace is crackling, we've had a lovely supper and we sit down to open gifts, Red's got his holiday eggnog with brandy. A classic New England holiday setting.
My son is an avid collector of Anime and I'd gotten him several new titles, as my son opens a package Red sitting there smiling broadly and trying to be festive and pleasant says "oh cool, what did you get, is that Hentai?"
I'm sitting across from the 2 of them and the look on my son's face was priceless !!! poor kid looked like he was choking on a furball!!
I try to steer the convo onto the next gift to be opened but Red continued on talking about Hentai... my son was looking at me at that
point with the same glazed eyed expression that deer get when they are caught in the headlights of your car.
Finally I just looked at Red and tell him to stop talking about tentacle porn on Christmas eve.. My son looks at me.. by this point his eyes were filled with a look that was a cross between disbelief and horror!
Red then says "how the hell do you know about tentacle porn"
the 3 of us ended up collapsing into a fit of laughter!!!
We live here together with my 22 yr old son who is young man living with autism. It's xmas eve in New England, a white christmas, the tree is twinkling, the electric fireplace is crackling, we've had a lovely supper and we sit down to open gifts, Red's got his holiday eggnog with brandy. A classic New England holiday setting.
My son is an avid collector of Anime and I'd gotten him several new titles, as my son opens a package Red sitting there smiling broadly and trying to be festive and pleasant says "oh cool, what did you get, is that Hentai?"
I'm sitting across from the 2 of them and the look on my son's face was priceless !!! poor kid looked like he was choking on a furball!!
I try to steer the convo onto the next gift to be opened but Red continued on talking about Hentai... my son was looking at me at that
point with the same glazed eyed expression that deer get when they are caught in the headlights of your car.
Finally I just looked at Red and tell him to stop talking about tentacle porn on Christmas eve.. My son looks at me.. by this point his eyes were filled with a look that was a cross between disbelief and horror!
Red then says "how the hell do you know about tentacle porn"
the 3 of us ended up collapsing into a fit of laughter!!!
In a good way.
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