BIL invited us over to have dinner at his house tonight w/ him and his crazy gf. the first convo went like this: "hey, do you guys want to come have ribs at our house saturday and we can play wii or something?" "sure!" then yesterday BIL asks h if he can make the ribs ("do you mind coming over early and cooking the ribs? i don't feel comfortable doing all that,") and if i can make two sides. okay, fine. BIL never cooks and gf admitted that she is just learning. h is a grill master and i like to make shiiit, so, other than a bit of a side-eye, nbd.
we get there w/ the potato salad i made and asparagus i planned to roast. there are no ribs. they got a fruit tray and cookies. apparently we were supposed to buy the ribs, since h was making them.
we say, okay, well since there are no prepped ribs do you guys just want to go out? no. do they want to order in? no. they ask us if we just want to stay and eat hot pockets and the sides. HOT POCKETS! p.s. there are only 3, so we will have to share.
h and i said we didn't feel like hot pockets, so we were going to get sushi. we'll have to get together another night.
these people are 36 (?BIL may be 37) and gf is 29. this cannot be real life.
Re: entertaining-they're doing it wrong.
I just.
no.
nothing.
wtf.
AND! only one of the hot pockets was a pepperoni pizza one (the only acceptable hot pocket, imo.) the other two were lean pockets that were some kind of lunch meat and cheese.
eta: and yes, pp. same girl. h does not see BIL breaking things off w/ her, so we are going to try to be accepting.
this. this exactly.
Holy Moses ..
So basically they just wanted you to buy them dinner!
:facepalm: This explains a LOT.
Maybe they knew this would happen and it was all an elaborate plot.
You see, I think they knew you wouldn't bring the ribs and also planned ahead of time to refuse to go out. So they poisoned the hot pockets such that on consumption you would both be knocked out. (Hot pockets are excellent poison transporters because they have a thick crust that makes them stealthy.)
So once you were both passed out they would have a doctor come in and reverse the vasectomy and then you'd both wake up and they'll have already transported you to your own beds.
So you'll think you're both crazy because you have no idea how you got back in your bed and in order to bring yourselves back to reality you'll have to have sex and then magically a baby will appear.
Then BIL's girlfriend will act all casual and yell "it's a christmas miracle".
I'm pretty sure that's exactly how it was supposed to go down.
There's really nothing more to say than this.
Cheese and Rice!!
What she said.
LOL
Daycare is SO exhausting!
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I'm sorry, but this is hilarious. HOT POCKETS. omg. And you have to share them!
I would have fallen out laughing.
I feel bad but I started laughing my head off when I got to the part about hot pockets, lol. Like what exactly were they thinking with not just agreeing to order a pizza or get chinese? "It's cool, we've got hot pockets everyone!"
You're an evil genius!
And omg hot pockets. What are they, 12? It's a good thing they declined going out bc you probably would have had to pay.
you mean, "It's cool, we've got hot pockets everyone! uh, er, almost everyone. Looks like we actually only have 3. How hungry were you guys anyways?"
Yeah, I got nothin'.
WTF.
This story is so over the top ridiculous that I just turned my computer and made my H read the whole thing. LOL!
Wow. I like how 'come to our house for dinner ' morphed into 'you fix all the food' to 'you buy, prepare and bring all the food ahead of time and cook the meat for us that you bought when you get here' .
Lovely hosts.
going over there and doing all the cooking isn't unusual and we don't mind. BIL never cooks so whenever we go over there we do most of the cooking and BIL will help. i was hoping that this gf would help him become a little more adult but it doesn't seem to be going that way.
honestly, if h and i had been offered two of our own pepperoni pizza hot pockets, we probably would have stayed. we're easy to please. but share a LEAN POCKET? even i have standards. lol.
we don't like this gf b/c she is crazy, but our life has been much more entertaining.
eta: sue, i left the potato salad but took home my asparagus.
also, i'm just going to go ahead and put my prediction here, for an official record: if he doesn't propose by the end of the summer she is going to "accidentally" get pregnant.
"Light" dinner!
hot pockets? I didn't even know those still existed. I love this place!
this is genius. next week, I'm going to sucker someone into making my whole dinner. :twists moustache:
This. Just for the story alone, this is awesome.
This is my favorite post on the nest, maybe ever.
"Hey, you wanna come over for ribs and the other stuff you bring, I mean a Hot Pocket, no wait, Lean Pocket?"