When your parents tried to be comedians

[mego73]

When I was a kid, my dad caught me picking my nose and he said something like "Don't do that! You might wind up in that rock band no one wants to hear: Nasty Nostrils and His Nose Picking Nine"

and he didn't leave it there:

"You help out with their song 'I've got my pick on you'"

I don't know if he thought that up himself or if he heard it somewhere But I thought it was pretty funny at the time.

[kryptosmaster]

I had a friend who was into Joan Jett and was wearing a Joan Jett and the Blackhearts tee shirt.
His dad kept calling them joan jett and the BlackHEADS.
My friend was not amused.

Rich

[Mikey]

My mom used to refer to Elvis as Elbow Parsley

[Bizarro Amy]

My dad was/still is pretty funny. He taught me songs like "The Bird of Paradise" (May the bird of paradise fly up your nose...) which I gleefully shared with my classmates in teacher in music class. My mom would see things that she thought were funny, and when we didn't laugh, she'd insist that we were all just in a bad mood.

[Brown Bear]

My Dad was big on pulling the sides of his mouth apart and trying to say "Get the puck off the ice!"

(when you're mouth is pulled open, your P's sound like F's.

[HardyGirl]

My mom was always singing goofy stuff. One of her faves were "You've got freckles on your BUTT you're awful nice."

When I was under 7, my dad had this silly thing he used to do. He would make voices for whatever he ate that was in his stomach. He had a really big belly. He'd always started the game by saying in this funny voice "Telada Tea". (I think that's what he used to call Tettley Tea.)

[generic]

My mother never tried to be funny. My father's humor was extremely dry and I didn't understand that it was humor until I was older. If you didn't know him, you would think he was angry when he was being funny.

One time, as a kid, I was playing and my father was reading a newspaper. He folded over one corner, looked at me over the paper and said, "I've got my eye on you. You better stay out of trouble." I just mumbled "ok" or something and nervously went on playing. A few minutes later, he said without looking over the paper, "I have an ad in the newspaper to sell you. I've been getting calls." I, of course, said, "No you don't." Then he showed me the classified section. He had actually paid to run an ad in the paper that said something to the affect of:

One kid for sale. Can perform simple tasks under close supervision. Price negotiable. (and then it had our phone number)

After showing me the ad, he just went back to reading the paper. He never cracked a smile and he never mentioned it again. That was my father's kind of humor. You sure couldn't get away with putting an ad like that in the paper today! Anyway, there were about a dozen similar things that I still remember him doing.

[EMCE Hammer]

My neighbor and pal growing up in the 70s was Jason Murphy. Anytime my dad would see him, he'd say, "Jason! Where's the argonauts?" It's the only sf/fantasy reference I think I ever heard him make, and he did it through 7th grade when we moved away.

[BOTZWANA]

My mother is ALOT more nasty than you guys'. Robert Palmer's addicted to love came on the radio when my mother picked us kids up to go home after a day of fun. She starts singing out loud that she might as well face it she is addicted to dicks. We laughed but it bothered me. We were around 14 years old and looking back it was extremely inappropiate. Now I just refer to her as Mommie Dearest because she is as sick as Joan Crawford ever was.