When you walk in on your son/daughter reading old table tennis magazines.
Father: Crap!
Mother: What happened?
Father: I walked in on Chris reading my old table tennis magazines! He was from grinning ear to ear like a cat with a cream flavored arsehole!
Mother: What the hell does that even mean? Is looking at ping pong even a bad thing?
Father: SHUTUP BITCH!
slip of the tongue perhaps,
Those idiots who drive around in a ridiculously raised pick up truck, making a top heavy vehicle even more top heavy and unstable
A:*gah*
B: "Whats the matter"
A: This dam prickup is blinding me.
B: Stupid thing's, as if there lights weren't blinding enough as it is.