Proof that I'm related to idiots.

B has the day off today (stupid teachers ruining my daytime sleeps), so I had to go and collect her from my parents place after work this morning. Mum and dad were both being idiots, but I only managed to capture my father being an absolute goose.

I was discussing *SERIOUS* stuff with Mum (we were talking about chocolate cake) and Dad was pottering around in the background, occasionally snickering to himself. We're used to this, so generally we just ignore him. He started blathering on about how he can't stir his coffee, boo hoo woe is dad, poor dad, can't have coffee till it gets stirred, wanna have coffee, make coffee stirred now please blah blah blah and so on and so forth. So Mum tells me to grab a teaspoon for him and pass it to him, because obviously he's retarded and can't do it himself. So I grab the teaspoon out of the drawer and turn to him...

This is why he couldn't stir his coffee:





If I didn't look EXACTLY LIKE HIM I would swear that I was adopted.